Home » Search Center » Results: Jazz Poetry
Results for "Jazz Poetry"
Tourist in Paradise
by AAJ Staff
By Suzi Price From Monterey to Montreux, And all stops in between, I'm takin' up a fast plane, And droppin'on the scene.I'll be groovin' on the tasty works, Of Haden, Brown and Krall, And hearing all the jaunty tunes, Of Gillespie, Dizz', Jamal.From Swing to Bop, Contemp, Tradit, The Kool Kats ...
Dan Jaffe: Playing the Word
by AAJ Staff
High Flyers I'm listening to “Ornithology" as two brown pelicans wheel by the corner of my balcony in swooping counterpoint to Bird's quick notes. Those high flyers make me think of you, Martin, your words rising ...
Dedication to Tommy Flanagan
by AAJ Staff
"Tommy Flanagan"- sounds like an Irish gentleman strolling the countryside indeed someone you might think of in a silly way drinking Bailey's and Cream but what was it Tommy, what was it he happened to be? ...
Atonal Lament For Charles Mingus
by Raul d'Gama Rose
The bass moans softly Two cellos start to cry Softly; then four violins Enter in unison, screaming A dervish chorus of wails Alive, but in sotto voce Trombones bleat... Jimmy's, Willy's... And groan. With a shrill ...
Black Saint And The Sinner Lady
by Raul d'Gama Rose
Solo Dance He wakes and stretches his body He's in a hot sweat Oh Lord! I see her and she's in the recent past There she is. She is a-coming in a trance dance Loosening up in every inch of supple muscle -- every joint She ...
Poems by Nathan Holaway
by AAJ Staff
By Nathan Holaway Eric Dolphy - Serene But waiting under that Serenity is an Ever-burning ember An ember of anguish An ember of torment Frustration Urgency Echoes, echoes, echoes After the storm has passed After the message sent Dolphy takes us back to A place with silent sounds Of serenity...sweet Eric Dolphy - Serene
Keith Jarrett, Vienna Part I 41:53
by AAJ Staff
By Angela Hayward Each time, the same walk along the wooded path, the same water shining white through the trees, the same parting of leaves, the same boat waiting, tied to a branch. He steps in, lightly as a wading bird, lifts and cradles the oar, while I let go the mooring rope, let it ...
Meeting John Coltrane
by AAJ Staff
By Michael Croft IAt 17, I am a prop, a mere witness to the game. My world is part artist, part thief. Yet inside this house, I hear your sound, Luring me in, asking me to sit down. In one corner, Mr. Potter's Wheel and Joe Fancy Pants, One slashing the air ...
Poems by Robert Rouda
by AAJ Staff
By Robert Rouda Miles Notes calling from deep, silence fills empty spaces. Flawless grooves carress. Groove Just when notes touched deep, new places flow easily. Fluid soul of Miles. Image There was the sound of many things. Small child
A Swingin' Afair
by Eric L. Wattree
I was told as a child Blacks had no worth, Not a nickel's worth of dimes. I believed that myth 'Til Dex rode in With his ax In double time.His horn was soarin', The changes flyin', His rhythm right on time; My heart Beat with the pleasure Of new found pride, Knowing, His ...
