Short Resubmit Poems

Quiet!  Quiet!
No distraction or reaction
to the situation
of creation
unfolding syncopation ...
a blues distillation.

As the sax-o-phone 
does groan into a tirade
the parade of ticks and tocks
licks and knocks
reverberate from the drummer,
bass strummer and pi-an-o
to congeal into real
high fueled blues.

Up and down the scales
the moan wails
a lascivious groan
lusty riffs thrown
by metal and ivory
into the ether to
sway with a sashay
under a blue moon....

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