Lady Day

Lady Day

A Poem by Brittany
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May 19, 2009

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Her brassy orchid voice

sings of 1957 Autumn

 

Fog

 

blankets the roofs

of dim-lit clubs

all scotch and smoky

 

Honey sweat

 

Wild mad feet dance

moon jazz dreams

to New York piano

 

Cigars dangle from lips

beneath chocolate fedoras

tilted slightly, to

 

Shadow smoky eyes

 

ZOOT!

 

Lindy turns

fast

cheek to cheek

 

Mad

foggy day scotch drinking wild

 

The voice

of sweat and honey

dripping over the roof-tops

of a New York Autumn

 

Flumes and smoke

curl

around moon jazz lovers

suspended slightly, by

 

Gospel wings

 

made of orchids and brass

© 2010 Brittany


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I remember this one, and I love it. Good old Billie.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Again another abstract, visual and pungent poem.

If you weren't hooking me in so well with your rhythm and flashing images, i'd mistake you for an uncover slam poet!

You handled the ending well, nice work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was a lovely kind of impressionistic set of images to conjure up the flavour of the night club (?) with is brassy atmosphere and boozy decadence, laced with the splendour of the gospel music... A great composition!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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