jazz sundown

Posted: December 6, 2014 in Uncategorized

outside the storm beats down on my roof

                                                  the city wails frantically by my window

 

inside i am curled up with sarah vaughn body and soul

                                                  the sounds from the radio a sonic embrace

 

           beyond my door a full life beckons

                    rich with the promise of love and laughter and happiness

 

          it is a mirage shimmering upon slick city streets a concrete fantasy

                    reproof positive of myriad personal failings

 

          the gentle rain like mild criticism washes over me easily

                                none of it really matters it’s just another jazz sundown

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  1. Bob Burkhardt says:

    creating visions with words… your strength

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  2. true star on the platter in the pitter patter

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