All Comments on 'spring ode'

handsome. musta been some good music.... ;-)

Yes, it is that time of year when muse thaw out and hearts melt and become drippy.

Hey, somebody's got to do it!

Because they are spring traditional my favorite lines are:

"the water finds itself

year after year-

polishing rocks,

rusting locks,

broken glass now smooth

like gemstones unboxed."

. . . But I have to state

his music was great:

"Eric Dolphy

lays back,

and the backroom staff

pauses- dishes stacked."

Coltraine on the brain. - Thanks

This is one of your best! Lovely, lilting rhyme. Singing of spring with a jazzy beat.

under a midnite sun-

spring fever, delirious stars,

and the delicious

one-

as the

bluebird

has fun.

absolutely beautiful, you have a way with words that make their own music :rose:

that brings out the jazz? The bass clarinet immediately grabbed me. Such an unselfish instrument, so often relegated to the background as the saxes, trumpets, flutes, clarinets and oboes take center stage. My son played first chair in the high school band, his sister then took over first chair after he graduated. Alas, next year she'll change back to clarinet, but I've watched that long, tall instrument very closely for five years now. The low toe sound here resonates through your poem, wonderfully restrained jazz

"as the

bluebird

has fun."

So good...

jim : )