Now that’s what I call Jazz!
Onto the stage they came,
Burst into a tune
Then took that tune away,
Away to places of wonder.
Bringing new music to life
As they extended each tune
Into a place it hadn’t been before.
New notes for us all,
The tune returned
And was then taken further.
Further to another place
That brough such joy to me
As I just sat listened and tapped,
Tapped my feet,
Swayed my head,
And drummed my fingers
To the absolute wonder
That the band brought to me.
Now that’s what I call Jazz!
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Such a wonderful night at the Jazz Club last night, the band played jazz that was right up my street. The band was Dave Browning's Jazz Cats and they were superb.
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This poem records what appears to have been a wonderful time with improvised jazz in a familiar club and a wonderful time. I can hear the music now Andy
Thank you soren, it truly was a wonderful evening of Jazz.
Andy
Most welcome Andy
Yes, we'll all call it jazz! Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
Sounds pretty cool don'tcha know .. 😎👍
It certainly was Neville, thank you.
Andy
A superbly fine time, Andy🙏🏻🕊️
It certainly was Rik, thank you.
Andy
Most welcome, Andy 🙏🏻🕊️
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