Jazz Liberation

Parisab

I’m painting on a palette
inside the subway
Don’t look for me tomorrow, when the paint runs out 

I stared at his wet lips, closing on a steel trumpet flower 
I heard noises of levitation 
Devouring its freedom as a delicacy
The feet stumping and the chest banging
Like a cat making love to jazz in the alley
Like God in friendly harmony 

My lines are jagged and intentional 
As the music flows to chance 
in beauty 
I crown every pallet 
 
I could almost throw myself in a trance 
Like the notes from the empty pockets of his breath
the train moans in the aimless circles
dizzying bliss 
as I leave with painted hands 
  • Author: Parisab (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 19th, 2023 14:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: Jazz in the train station
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek, Garth Rakumakoe
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  • L. B. Mek

    beautiful wording
    so vivid it surpasses poetic dimensionality
    thanks for sharing, dear poet

    • Parisab

      I appreciate you accepting the invitation and reading with comments. One of the best compliments was my son accompanying me to a jazz concert and then recognizing those moments in this poem:)

      • L. B. Mek

        wow, that must have been so fulfilling
        I always try to emphasise we should all
        'utilise' our art, keep it sincere and true to us
        and then we may be rewarded with experiences
        like yours,
        thank you for sharing and gifting me a smile
        you must be so proud of nurturing
        such an attentive and bright, mind

      • Bobby O

        As the music flows to chance …
        Such mellifluous imagery. Perhaps a piece I’ve posted speaking to how I feel Jazz and hip hop are the same could tempt a read and a shared thought? Titled
        Thelonius Reborn as the Dee Oh Double G

      • Garth Rakumakoe

        "Like a cat making love to Jazz in the alley..." ' Wow! - Killer punchline, dear writer. Raw and suave at the same time this write. A definite fave. I have a feeling I'll be visiting your offerings a lot more going forth. Be proud of the words. Beautiful character, sculpted to perfection. ❤

        • Parisab

          I am glad that you connected to my heartfelt scribbles! WORD…

          • Garth Rakumakoe

            🙏🏼

          • Goldfinch60

            Great words Parisab showing the freedom that jazz can bring.

            Andy

          • Parisab

            Thanks for visiting and yes indeed that’s the jazz spirit!



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