He walked five years into his future after goodbye.
Back then the celebration of hello was the sweat
of nights in one another's arms and wasted days.
The street had been opportunity where he thrived
and the prize was now. How he now saw it all.
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dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Music from one of my Fav 80s albums and features the late great Michael Brecker on tenor sax. Goldfinch and all other jazz listeners out there... this one is DEFINITELY worth a listen all the way through.
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Nice Dusk.
u appreciate the surreal?
Yep
So much understanding of the past can be seen in the now.
As for the music, where did that time go it was amazing listening to that and you were right it needed listening to the end but even then it just faded out, great musician and great jazzer - another one on my list to look into.
Andy
That first album by steps ahead (careful, it's also the name of a yukky pop group) was exceptional. The follow ups were vv good but not on the same level for me. Saxman Michael Brecker (dec) was generally thought to be the absolute master of the tenor sax. His ability was amazing but i can't say i was wowwed by his compositions..... worth exploring though and making your own mind up.
I think my poem was a bit too abstract for most in this instance LOL.
Fantastic read and if it was not 4 am I'd happily listen lol
Give it a listen when u get chance, it's superb jazz. Glad you got the jist of the poem. I think it went over most ppl's heads.
a foot tapper for sure .... now all I need is a Park Drive and a single malt ..........
OMG memories of 5 park drive. At teenage I was in Nottingham so it was players number 6 and number 10 or sweepings up as the guys from the John Player factory called them.
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