MUSED
BellaOnline Literary Review
A Whale of a Tale by Kim Rumford

Poetry


The Guy On The Saxophone

John Grey

Music cooking,
he warmed up,
lips to horn,
breaths of brass,
rhythm section
stepped aside
to cut him space,
wind and fingers,
skill-spruced melody
as sweet as Jerome Kern
until hijacked by deep blues,
wail of pain,
notes so sweaty
crowd could wipe them
from their foreheads,
blood on buttons,
grime on neck,
mouth-pipe caked with spit,
tune never had a chance,
not up against the years
hes lived.



Add Mused Literary Review to Twitter Add Mused Literary Review to Facebook Add Mused Literary Review to MySpace Add Mused Literary Review to Del.icio.us Digg Mused Literary Review Add Mused Literary Review to Yahoo My Web Add Mused Literary Review to Google Bookmarks Add Mused Literary Review to Stumbleupon Add Mused Literary Review to Reddit




What Do You Think?

Your Email Address: (kept private of course)


Your First Name: (pseudonym is fine)


Your Comment:


Are You Human?


What is the sum of 4 + 2?





Reader Feedback:
Every line of this is marvelous.
~Rosemary

"until hijacked by deep blues"

"notes so sweaty
crowd could wipe them
from their foreheads"

and the ending three lines:

nice
~poetrywatch



Fall Equinox 2011 Table of Contents