There’s a jazzy edge to travel
kind of a riff of improvisations
compromises that flex
like shoe leather
on a bandstand
vanish like clouds
and reappear like bruises
during the waiting
as yesterday’s orderly
practice scales resolve
into ad hoc dissonances
and alternate
harmonies and excesses
and the term
bust a move
has new meaning
for a sore ass.

(Visited 23 times, 1 visits today)
FavoriteLoadingAdd to favorites

About riverwriter

Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
This entry was posted in lotus eaters, Poetry, serial and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to arranging

  1. gudgey says:

    Better than riding an elevator, which is the safest mode of transport with the worst soundtrack.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *