One hundred years ago he was born,
A pianist I have listened to,
Listened to all my life.
Oscar Peterson is still
The pianist I go to,
To listen to his music.
I have seen him live
And he was superb,
And evening full of wonder,
Full of wonderful jazz.
I have many of his albums
And will always listen to him.
Happy Birthday Oscar.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: August 16th, 2025 01:29
- Comment from author about the poem: Oscar Peterson was called the "Maharaja of the keyboard" by Duke Ellington. The music is the very first album of Oscar Peterson that I bought.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Good write Gold.
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