ODE TO AN OLD FRIEND WHO HAS LEFT US

C’mon! Have fun, friend, go play in the sand,
Go make me smile, you most beautiful man
To the music you hear, go on now, dance
Dance with yourself, dance for your friends

In your candy-store world, bright pretty and sweet
You must peer in every jar, and sample each treat
Look in every single window on every single street
Fashion new friends out of everyone you meet

We all have our duties, yours isn’t to hurry
your’s isn’t to deal with it, get real, or worry
Others are obliged to take care of life’s business
Fight wars, wage crime, make deals, collect interest

Go on now, have fun, make the watching world’s day
Take what we think matters most and throw it all away
Dive the deepest water, we’ll watch you from the quay
We wish we were more like you, no matter what we say

 

Pictures From Chinatown

THE STEEPS OF SAN FRANCISCO

My Other Jazz Poem

Originally posted on The Village Wordsmithy:

JAZZ DAYDREAMS

I wish I was driving an old Coup de Ville
racing the moon to the crest of the hill
top down, ‘Trane on, one lucky gal by my side,
and on past that old devil moon we would ride

Rolling up to a club, stop, park, and take five
where the band members smoke, talking their jive
fine-tuning and synchin’ their cool jazz machine
Jill straightens her stockings, black nylon seam
leads the eyes up shapely cheerleader thighs
into taffeta mystery, source of tenor sax sighs….

I wish I was in a hot club in Paree, off the Champs Elysees,
Django strumming and picking, Grapelli’s violin swirling.
le mustache a’twirling, and with grape, goatee, and beret
my charms win the arms of un jeune fille for the day…..

I wish I was in a bad-ass Spad, machine-gun drumming
along to Satchmo’s Hot Five, or his hotter-yet Seven
Scarf watching my back, whipping this way and that
seeking Junkers and Fokkers and Halberstadts.
We are soloists…

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ØRSTEDPARKEN

public park in central CopenhagenDenmarkØrstedsparken is one in a series of parks which were laid out on the grounds of the old fortification ring, which was decommissioned in the 1870s. The park still retains elements from the old fortifications, a section of the moat now serves as an elongated lake and former bastions appear in the landscape as small hills. The park is named for the brothers Ørsted, the polician and jurist Anders Sandøe Ørsted, and the physicist Hans Christian Ørsted.Image

 Both men are commemorated with monuments in the park.

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Down The Road in Copenhagen

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I’M LOOKING OVER THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER, THAT i NEVER LOOKED OVER BEFORE…

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