A HIGH TIDE OF NOTES

 

 

 

 

 

A hard wind jumped eagerly

from the stage, creeping into pockets

and knocking on hats, forming a sweat

then slapping the wall

like heavy fast running water,

a high tide of notes crests thick

as a wave of jazz soaks ears

of wide eyed souls.

 

Dancing dresses swirl while suspenders

sharply snap and ties speak jive

and shoulders spin

like a noisy draining kitchen sink,

fast and around like crazy cats

chasing their tails never sitting still.

 

 

 

 

 

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