She listens to Jazz

So she listens to jazz...

smooth skin

melodic undertones

nostalgic scars

her scabs are shaped like treble clef notes

 

rhythms at war

surround sound stereo be her chessboard

and the black and white chess pieces

are stored in memory

where thoughts are recycled and not birthed

 

But Grover Washington Jr. must be a mind-reader

because when she listens to jazz

the saxophones drown out

the sounds that surround her

 

the chess pieces two-step together

as the chessboard spreads open, cries, and

forms into piano keys

it joins the band

and for once the only war going on is

peace against love

 

so she listens to jazz

not to forget about the past

but to create in melodies what

she can't find the words she needs to

escape herself sometimes...

Reviews

[Bubo]

the chess pieces two-step together
as the chessboard spreads open, cries, and
forms into piano keys
it joins the band
and for once the only war going on is
peace against love

Gorgeous piece, your words flow, and move me~ music/lovers coming together where words are not needed. Lovely!

[The White Wolf]

"Grover Washington Jr. must be a mind reader"...you know, I don't doubt that :)
I love this. I love Jazz. Well, I just love music in general. You managed to write something beautiful that houses music, chess, and piano keys...so I am happy! Great work, my friend.

[Michael X]

I admire the depth, and flow, your words come to life Marquise, it feels
like electric passion, the meaning holds the light of understanding that
expeeriences shape perspective, to controll experience is to control
who we are on a moment to moment basis, excellent work!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Its refreshing to see that there are poets out there not afraid to brooch a feeling of fear towards the female body. Love and lust are closer than we think, or at least closer tan we would allow, great imagery and flow.