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July 12, 2009 at 11:28 am | Posted in poetry, writing | 20 CommentsTags: birdsong, poetry, writing
jazz garden
touched by morning light
exchange of bird song
to an ice white moon
reluctant to slide
under you
impossibly blue
jazz green hippos dance
in surplus trees too
whisper wake awake
jazz garden under moon
white sheets songbird
longing twice renewed
one tracery one true
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light and lovely, like lovers lips
Comment by breathenoah— July 12, 2009 #
That is very beautiful for a Sunday morning.
Comment by Narnie— July 12, 2009 #
Gorgeous
Comment by Samantha— July 12, 2009 #
it’s just great, takes my mind to a quiet, blue-green place
Comment by jason— July 12, 2009 #
Beautiful. Have a great day.
Comment by Michelle Johnson— July 13, 2009 #
Ice white moon – it’s rare to find a new way to include the jewel of the night sky in poetry. You’ve done it and I love it.
This poem is quiet music. And that’s a good thing for my Sunday afternoon.
Comment by poeticgrin— July 13, 2009 #
lovely…
Comment by Tina Trivett— July 13, 2009 #
A dance on the tongue. Love it.
Comment by calliopespen— July 13, 2009 #
Beautiful and enchanting, Paul.
Comment by Brad— July 13, 2009 #
whisper wake awake is totally wonderful.
Comment by Simonne— July 13, 2009 #
Oh WOW! The colours, the sights, the sounds, the feelings and that certain kind of ‘charged atmosphere’ which resonates through the air – you have captured everything so wonderfully well…
Comment by Tracey— July 13, 2009 #
nice. it made my heart flutter a little and that’s no small feat these days, so thanks! beautiful.
Comment by kwpsychobillygirl— July 14, 2009 #
Thankyou everybody. You are too kind.
Comment by Paul— July 14, 2009 #
a lovely little sonnet song
perfect for this moon we’ve been enjoying around here
Comment by art predator— July 15, 2009 #
oh my god…jazz garden, ice white moon, songbird, whoa…a palette of remarkable imagery.
Comment by benjaminchew110478— July 15, 2009 #
paul / would love to hear you read this live. not in the mood for deep poetry today & you hit the spot. oh / & watch the mail tomorrow / i sent you a kind of barbie doll.
Comment by Maxine Clarke— July 15, 2009 #
Lovely, it seems you have been listening to a lot of jazz later. Go with the guy who plays the longer sax not the chet baker alto one. Go with rollins, marsalis, and a millon on. But if you are planning to keep playing in the jungle, take good care of the instrument cause hippos can easily brake them
Comment by mariana— July 15, 2009 #
Gorgeous — musical, lyrical. I can hear the words singing in my mind as I read.
Comment by Thomma Lyn— July 17, 2009 #
gorgeous, and what a finale, perfect!!!
Comment by Mental Mist— July 20, 2009 #
Very nice, I think I can relate to it, it brings back a wonderful memory.
Comment by Ron— December 2, 2009 #