Hot Day Jazz

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With the current heat wave on in Brisbane and several parts of Australia, it seemed like a good day to share this poem.

Hot day like a trumpet blast
of melodic riffs that rise but
never quite fall;

each note finally dripping into
a sweat drop
going flip flop on
the pavement.

Overheated notes trying to
keep the jazz afloat
fingers that won’t stop
pushing the buttons
in the search for cool.

Calling out for the cool change
seeking the release from the water key
brass melt away
hot day.

Trumpet make the people
rain dance
pump the pavement
with their call for cool.

(c) June Perkins

 

 

 

Hot Day Jazz

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Trumpet player – by June Perkins

Hot day like a trumpet blast
of melodic riffs that rise but
never quite fall;

each note finally dripping into
a sweat drop
going flip flop on
the pavement.

Overheated notes trying to
keep the jazz afloat
fingers that won’t stop
pushing the buttons
in the search for cool.

Trumpet Boy 92013-05-011

Calling out for the cool change
seeking the release from the water key
brass melt away
hot day.

Trumpet make the people
rain dance
pump the pavement
with their call for cool.

(c) June Perkins

And now it’s time for the extended metaphor poem.  I’ve been looking forward to this one.

Nature Boy

Music as an Inspiration for Poetry…

Pearlz Dreaming

edensong

The poster words were recorded by Nat King Cole.  Nature Boy“is track #10 on the album The World Of Nat King Cole. It was written by Ahbez, Eden but made  famous by Nat.

This poster is my artistic tribute to this song, which has become a jazz standard.

Eden was a singer songwriter, Hippy nomad, beat poet,  who lived in a park in LA.

Online I found recordings by Cher, Celine Dion and  American Idol  contestant in 2011 Casey Abrams.   Furthermore, it was used in the movie Boy with the Green Hair.

I like the Ella Fitzgerald version of  Nature Boy because of the beautiful background guitar.

Another haunting version is by  Afro Blue Nature Boy .

I often enjoy writing with music in the background to find a rhythm and tone.  As a young writer I loved jazz.  Not many people in my household like…

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Dizzy

Dizzy Gillespie
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I saw you blow the trumpet
On Sesame Street
Tee, Arr,You, Em, Pee, Ee, Tee.

Your balloon cheeks
Transferring your spirit into The Sounds of Bebop.
My cheeks look funny, but they don’t hurt

This they made your epitaph
On the evening news
That’s all they could say

But you
You did more Dizzy
You loved that Cat God.

You were a Herald
Bringing Unity
Blending a trumpet
With a Didgeridoo.

What did you do?
You loved that Cat God.

When you played at Carnegie Hall
Your music
Blew a portrait of
The Spirit of Olinga;

Servant of Baha’u’llah
Hand of the Cause
An inspiration to you.

Joyful all you trumpeters rise
Dizzy is coming to the skies.

Charlie Parker, Thelonious Monk
John Coltrane and Miles Davis
Glory to your bebop King.

Peace in heaven and music’s child
Mr Goh will wait awhile
To hear your golden trumpet smile.

He’ll remember you
At Chinta Ria
With satay sticks and soya sauce,

The Mad Genius of Dizzy Gillespie
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And me I’ll listen
For A Night in Tunisia
While Groovin’ High
On Salt and Peanuts

I’ll listen
For Melodic Warmth
And Comic Spirit

Man you played the last Dizzy Dime,
But we will put it on
Many more times
John Birks “Dizzy”

Oh Dizzy Bebop
Bop Dizzy be Dizzy
Bebop, bop-be.

By June Perkins

Originally published BAFA Newsletter. June 1993, Also displayed in a music wall.

The poem, Dizzy, an eulogy to Dizzy Gillespie was part of the artwork, Conversations by Sonja van Kerkhoff, on show in a music shop in Leiden as part of the Close to the Wall Poetry festival, 2005.

Dizzy Gillespie
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