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Blue

by T. Scott Stromberg

Blue
The sax blew
Cooed
Note, tone
Smoke drew rhythm
Moan
Wooden floors creaked
Notes squeaked
Down on the street
Alone

Candlelight
Darkness caught night
Notes float
High
Against starry skies
In the zone
Clapping hands
Alone

Sunglass bright
Microphone height
Scotch ice rolled
Silence stole
Bass line strolled
Songstress lulled

Blue
The sax blew
Blue

 

Copyright 2004 by T. Scott Stromberg. All Rights Reserved.

 

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