JazzA Poem by stanleyPoem about JazzIt’s jazz
Heavy screen tainted windows, with Cloudy smokes fumes entangled with jovial laughter Let the melody surround the place, from The saxophone within our beating hearts whilst The moonlight dances with the crowd. Its jazz baby The overflow of whiskey, we just Fixated by these high notes and gentle breeze flow from the trumpet, let Our feet Sway from left-to-right With caressing touch from the flute The melody just mellowed our stern surroundings Let’s catch the vibes and leave our vices at bay Its complete jazz baby Heavy trumpet Easy drums, with the touch of Smooth flow from the flute Let’s dance baby Lest tomorrow never come Its jazzy baby. © 2015 stanley |
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1 Review Added on February 16, 2015 Last Updated on February 16, 2015 Authorstanleyjohannesburg, gaunteng, South AfricaAboutaspiring writer who is passionate about poetry, short stories and assay writing, willing to receive all kinds of constructive criticism as i am willing to learn as much as i can in this art form more..Writing
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