The assembled throng gathered,
Gathered in anticipation,
In anticipation of the band.
They arrived on stage
And they played,
And the glory of Jazz
Once more brought smiles,
Smiles to our faces and our hearts.
Looking round at the people
The heads were nodding,
Feet were tapping,
Fingers were drumming.
The happiness that jazz can bring
Was all around,
Music both fast and slow abounded.
That moment then came
When only clarinet and piano
Were heard.
That moment when the atmosphere changed
And a slow blues glided into our souls.
The tapping stopped.
The nodding stopped.
Replaced by a gentle sway,
Or absolute stillness.
The soft slow tune reached us all.
Its beauty filled us all with such emotion,
An emotion that took us to another place,
A place where peace, joy and love existed.
As the song drifted into silence
The assembled throng were in raptures,
The applause rang out like tears,
Tears of emotion,
Brought to us all,
By the glory of Jazz.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We went to our Jazz club last night as my wife and I do every month and the band playing were the Jeff Barnhard/John Hallam band. They were superb, Reeds, piano, flute/vocal, bass and drums.In the second half Jeff on piano and John on clarinet were alone on the stage and they played a blues number made famous by George Lewis. This completely enthralled the crowd, you could have heard the proverbial pin drop. Jazz and all music can just stun you into ecstasy.
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Comments4
You've painted a great picture - wish I'd been there.
Would have been pleased to see you, it was a great night. (As it normally is.)
Brilliant!!!!
I love jazz
And love this..
Thanks PH.
Great tribute. I lived in New Orleans for a while. There were a number of nite spots to enjoy jazz at its finest.
I envy you Augustus, if only the Atlantic wasn't in the way.
We had similar events as this where I once lived, Gainesville GA.
I have had the same reaction and deep appreciation to those events as I, too, love jazz. Well done poem, Goldfinch!
Thank you Louis, it is a great club and always full.
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