Summer night…

I
heard
the
sax
first

 

 

low
jagged
sounds
crying
the
blues

 

 

then
the
darkness
started
moving
in

 

 

chasing
away
the
light

 

 

 

the
closer
the
darkness
edged
in

 

 
the
louder
the
sax
became

 

 
notes
torn
from
from
the
musician’s
soul

 

 

the
night
chuckled
and
held
out
its
misty
hand

 

 
offering
a
dance

 

 
knowing
it
wouldn’t
have
to
ask
me
twice

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11 Responses to Summer night…

  1. Rajiv says:

    Wow. This is marvellous

  2. cindy knoke says:

    You are like a modern ee cummings. Bravo~

  3. I am so enjoying reading your poetry. I can’t explain why but I found this one really quite moving. Brilliant!

  4. kowkla123 says:

    alles Gute für dich, Klaus

  5. Oh, thank you so much Klaus. Appreciate your understanding:)

  6. Lovely, indeed!

    She loves
    dancing at midnight
    embracing the night
    by shadowy light
    of the moon
    moving to a soulful,
    sultry jazz tune

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