See, they don't understand
We are the quiet devoted listeners
of the world, the truest pulse feelers
The reasoners
The realest observers
The mute appreciators
of finest art forms
The abstract thinkers
of gentle world views
Life to us, follows a different code
Many we are
yet in their eyes we are few
They don't understand
that we are merely paintings
in art's chivalry mode, reflections
of life's own elusive dreams
and peaceful ideals
They don't understand
why nobility is a code
It's intrinsic, we know
how sound, more than just notes
to the refined ear
is a sonic travel
on a cosmic voyage
They don't understand
how we are constantly lost
in daydreams of soundscapes
light as feathers
to stratospheres, untold
They don't understand, why
the pursuit of excellence matters
to us, why
we abhor conflict
They don't understand
and they won't
They will not understand
silence and solitude
Don't expect them to
They are them
and we love them
Jazz child dare not apologize
for we know our kind
when we come across them
It's okay for them to not understand
It is more than just ear nectar
It is who we are
Ours, is a love supreme
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Author:
Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 1st, 2023 12:41
- Comment from author about the poem: I'm taking a Greyhound, on the Hudson River line, I'm in a Jazz State Of Mind. Inspiration: Dianne Schuur (New York State Of Mind).
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Comments6
I’m a “jazz child” and I won’t apologize…thank you for the sublime write and May I invite you to visit my scribbling as Jazz Liberation-Maybe our frequencies have intersected…
Gratified became my first name, just from reading your appreciation. I cannot thank you enough, for your reading time and connecting. Jazz on, gifted one! ❤
Absolutely love this but Jazz to Jazz please permit a tiny request to slightly adjust an angle of view. ?
0They don't understand
that we are merely paintings”
I’m hopeful you might consider a promotion from MERELY PAINTINGS” to a modifier w a touch more reverence?
“They don’t understand our sophisticate of style lends its cache’ to paintings regal, elegantly ( authentically??) born, in arts chivalry mode…”
Upping this modifier doesn’t wrinkle the wonderful fabric of the piece and it slightly shifts the status of Jazz within the framework of the piece . Jazz gets promoted and a limiting word “merely “ waits for another spot to play ??
Just Sayin’
Noted sir, very much so. I concur completely. Perhaps I err on the side of modesty, and you are clearly a Jazz aficionado. Please accept my humble apologies in that regard, your sentiments are not lost on me, especially considering the humility with which you raise them. Peace, love, and blessings your way, Sir Bobby O. I bow graciously. ❤
Oh yes, nothing quite beats jazz, on my bucket list to go to new Orleans one day. This is full of such appreciation for a magical art Ella Fitzgerald being one of my faves ❤️ gorgeous dear Garth.
Thank you so so much, Teddy... - The Big Easy trip shall come to pass hey...
Jazz children unite .. Darn near pitch perfect in my book, well in any book really, its just that there are many who don't know it yet .. but they shall ......... Neville 🎷 🙂
No greater truth than those words exists sir. Much appreciated, Neville.
A wonderful way with words
Hope you don't mind a punk on this page
You got me wondering if I should listen to more
Top notch read
Hi Peto, believe me good sir, you personify top notch with every word you write. Thank you so much for the appreciation, fellow writer.
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