Jazz Singer

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Jazz Singer

the room darkened
with only wax tapers
to shed light on the corner stage
an ivory tickler seated
in front of his music maker

silhouettes holding cancer sticks
seated at tiny tables
images hazy through
the billowy cloud
of secondhand smoke

the slow riff commanded silence
as the cool cat slipped into his alter ego
allowing the music
to consume his soul
and the words speak volumes



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I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

16 thoughts on “Jazz Singer”

  1. That must be some amazing music from the cool cat. I can enjoy the music but not the secondhand smoke though. Thanks for joining in.

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  3. Christina, this is fabulous. I would love to share this poem on Songshine Sounds an upcoming Saturday perhaps with a bit of jazz. Let me know if I could have your permission to share your work. I would be sure to link to your site, and add any bio you’d like.

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    1. Thank you so much K. Sure you can share it. What fun and all that jazz! ☺️ 🎶 🎵

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  5. So well-described–I almost felt like I was there (ignoring the smoke), but waiting with the ivory tickler and then immersed in sound with the cool cat.

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