Night Passage

Night Passage

A Poem by Rie Sheridan Rose
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written for a class on music as poetry triggers. I liked the results...

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Night Passage


Swishing skirts
and Big Band Jazz
skirling through
the smoke-filed air
like machine-gun fire:
rat-a-tat-tat and
beating drums
soaking into the pores
like fine wine
or casked whiskey,
bathtub gin in a
Speak Easy listening...
Pounding in the blood
like passion.
Train whistles in the night
as the music moves on
and leaves you breathless
on the shore of forever.
Jazz soothes the soul
and rocks the cradle.
Flying to the heights
beyond the moon
and plunging into the sea
of night...
forever smoky silence after.


© 2008 Rie Sheridan Rose



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I like the mood this poem gives, very exciting yet mysterious. It has great imagery too.

Posted 2 Years Ago


It is very interesting. The story of it eluded me. Besides that it was quite descriptive.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Jazz soothes the soul
and rocks the cradle.
Flying to the heights
beyond the moon
and plunging into the sea
of night...
forever smoky silence after.

Love this stanza alot, This is one amazing write.
You really do have an amazing talent. I really like
your poetry and creativity!

Posted 7 Years Ago


rie, i love the movement from dance to dance & the different emotions
and tones conveyed! very fun & fine..

Speak Easy listening...
Pounding in the blood
like passion.
Train whistles in the night
as the music moves on
and leaves you breathless

Excellent!

Posted 8 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I love the 1920's and 1930's flavor this poem has. It is such a beautiful narration that sums up the 1920's and 1930's. There are so many vivid images that are wonderful. When reading this piece, it was like I was watching a movie, a documentary, if you will, in that I got flashing movements in pictures.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

fly me to the moon, sing among the stars, swirl and turn and clap for more, drums buddyrichin drums, the bird the bird see the bird, blues, oh lady sings, and turn and the night goes on and all the while it's heaven...

Posted 9 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

wowsers, hi Rie, loved the whole aspect of some sort of noisy, feeling
and yet it ends in a smoke, great work!

Posted 9 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Rie Sheridan Rose
Rie Sheridan Rose

TX



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I'm a Texas girl, born and bred. I have a bachelor's degree in Technical Theater, and another in Asian Studies. Learning is one of my favorite hobbies. :) I am the eldest of four sisters, and that was.. more..

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