dusk arising

joey played the saxophone

joey played the saxophone
raucus loud and strong
raunchy reedwork reaching ravers
trippling off his tongue

zoe sang it like a bird
long limbed luscious lithe  
moves to keep eyeballs popping
while libidos writhe

"hello joey, how are you tonite?" a soft voice asked
such familiarity in the eyes  "yes i'm good thank you"
yes too much famiarity in those eyes "do I know you?"
"ha ha ha i'm Chelista you should!" widest smiling eyes

Thirty years drifted past since joe lived in those eyes
Chel was the one that got away and he knew it
joey was the love of her life and together they blew it
sitting close recounting days and joys holding hands again

Joey played the saxophone
mellow breathy blue
re-living reverie regretting
love he once knew

Zoe sang a moon dance
made poor joey flutter
he'd danced beneath that moon before
loving zoe's mother


  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    Lovely poem , dusk .. a nice read 🙂

  • Teddy.15

    I've read this one before dear Dusk, actually it is so deeply moving, I could never forget the ending. 💖

  • Laura🌻

    Hello Joey!🎷

    The saxophone is one of my favorite instruments I love listening to.
    While reading your poem, I was transported to a
    ‘once upon a time’ moment of delight. Euphoric…to say the least.🎷
    Thank you for sharing, dear poet.


    • dusk arising

      Sorry its taken so long to reply, i overlooked this one. Glad you enjoyed this and felt the vibe. It all took place in a very post hotel out in the coubtryside. Saxophones.. yes I have five of them.. want to buy one LOL

      • Laura🌻

        I would love to buy one of them…
        on one condition…
        Joey will have to play it for me—at least once! 🎷 😉

      • Christina8

        Incredible write!! I love reading true stories, but sad that its a love lost. When you know the 'one' you just know it. Enchanting read!!

        • dusk arising

          Well it all went wrong for good reason. The highs were the highest but the lows were the lowest points of my life. Unforgettable.

        • Rocky Lagou

          An amazing display. The fact it's based on your true life as well makes it all the more real. Hope you've moved on from it, sometimes it's not always "happily ever after." Well done!

          • dusk arising

            Oh yes i am well moved on now having become a soured old knotty twig. It was a moving experience though.

          • Bella Shepard

            Love lost, love reminisced, sweet and mellow. A wonderful write.

          • Saxon Crow

            Fantastic poem.here Dusk and all the more so for being real! It reminds me of David Bowie for some reason

            • dusk arising

              Ziggy played the saxophone LOL. Thanks Saxon.

            • Rozina

              I enjoyed your poem and story very much. I can see the scene, the music, the 2 people having a conversation, it's so vivid.

              • dusk arising

                It did take me right back to the magic that was between us all those years ago. It never would have worked. It was what is called a tempestuous relationship.

              • Goldfinch60

                Good words and intriguing ending.


                • dusk arising

                  And it all took place at Dumbleton Hall which is now swanky hotel come wedding venue.

                • spilleronsheet

                  It really moved the heart inside…what a beautiful incident that you shared with us with ink of violet typed on white…lovely dear Dusk….

                  • dusk arising

                    I wrote it for myself as a memory jogger for future days when i might need to remember that i lived a bit back then. Re-reading it takes me back to that night. My poetry is full of memories of this person from when we were young. Such as should be written into every poets lines.

                  • Neville

                    this is an absolutely spot on reminisce sir & a to die for concluding stanza .......... in effect, bloomin brilliant and all that jazz ..


                    • dusk arising

                      A part of life's rich tapestry as they say. Not many people get the chance of an experience like this. Had to put it down on paper so that i can revisit that night... I bought her an old upright piano for her 25th... unbeknown to me she went on to gain a degree in music. On that night she sat and played to me on a grand piano... was very moving.

                      • Neville

                        I can well imagine mate, it must have been.

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