Saturday, August 31, 2013

marina...


Thursday, August 29, 2013

when i want improvisation, i want lester young...


redux cream lit canvases...

Cream lit canvases
Shown
Tea and this refrain
Dress Shoppe
Chocolatier
Lounge and Oak Bar
Here
Steve Tyrell checking out
Otherwise
The lobby is empty

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Martin Luther King, Jr. ...


Monday, August 26, 2013

1954...

A bird flew out of the rosas
Ellington Coltrane and Hawkins
Played together out of the Victrola
Two more birds
A breeze on the fog
Goldfinches sparrows
No eagles crows or gulls though
Chet Baker
Paul Desmond
Chet Baker
The Chet Baker Trio
A sparrow dance a slight breeze in the geraniums
And just a curl of blue painter's tape
A silent movie flaps
In black and white and silence on the movie house wall
The first day of school

Sunday, August 25, 2013

pratsanee...


Friday, August 23, 2013

have a boat...


recital...

In the August moon
Under the globe lights
A viola
Outstanding and elegant
Speaks
Like Ellington
Like Ella

To her audiences,
'I love you madly.'


*August 21, 2013

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

sketch of picasso found?...


Tuesday, August 20, 2013

and brubeck and the meadow are full...

Tonight's the blue moon
And Brubeck and the meadow are full
Of hummingbirds
And there is a viola there
And tomorrow
Three sparrows will be in the thistle on the porch floor
In the water tray fluttering

I write best in the morning
I wrote yesterday
I write tonight

Monday, August 19, 2013

chick corea jazz pianist...


a shadow on the pink movie house wall...

Is the music
A shadow on the pink movie house wall
In August bloom
Or a walk
And
Solitude?

Sunday, August 18, 2013

richie havens (1941-2013)...


greg plays jazz...


greg plays jazz close-up...


in a scottish mist...

Sparrows
Sunlight
And gold
The
Shine
Café
On
Sunday
In a morning sun
In a Scottish mist
Goldfinch and red poppies
Plain and simple and heartfelt

Saturday, August 17, 2013

cheryl bentyne manhattan transfer...


Wednesday, August 14, 2013

ben webster tenor saxophone (1909-1973)...


2 jacks...


dents...

At half past midnight
Traveling in the morning
Circles
And
Mountain passes
And there
Next to a wooden swan
Jackie Stevens plays
The soul of it
Dents
And all
He plays the song


*written August 12, 2013

soaring...

Blue painter's tape waving
A gull now two
Soaring
And three
Silence and quiet on the telephone wire
Crows caw
Goldfinches flit
A breath
A sun
A coffee pot
Orchids and a cactus flower
Now


*written August 11, 2013

rrk (1935-1977)...


i hear roland kirk...

Lubec
Raining in the trees
Again
And in the sky this morning
Again
And again
A horn
;
I hear Rahsaan Roland Kirk (legendary saxophonist 1935-1977)
And Misty


*written August 9, 2013

a sparrow jumps...

The rose is cold
The daisy too
A sparrow jumps
And the geraniums are quiet
The meadowlark is awake though
Strings sing from there
My what a foggy day she said
Accompanied
By that distant horn
That distant flower
That distant...
Distant
The rose is cold
The daisy too
And
A sparrow jumps

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

happy birthday, jean!...


Saturday, August 10, 2013

spoke...

The wind last night
spoke -
now the roses are back.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

butter sounds...

Poetry
The Lubec morning
Meadowlark
Awake
Quiet
Flowers

A gull

A goldfinch in the feeder again
A scroll written on a porch post
Butter sounds
And pickup trucks winding their way to the water

A crow

A dog barks
And slowly the meadowlark stretches
For
The
Run

And
Violas play again in a town without pity


*written August 6.

Monday, August 5, 2013

pennies from heaven 1946...


no flowered cushions...

The movie house is empty
On sunrises on the bay
Dark windows
Open curtains
No flowered cushions
No rocking chair under the marquee
No movie
No sails set
No Bogey cellos violins or Bacall
No Tracy no Hepburn
The movie house is empty

And
The blue painter's tape doesn't wave anymore

Sunday, August 4, 2013

storm oil by jean d...


the sky is barely blue...

The sky is barely blue
The water is wavy glass
The movie house in yellow sun
The roses are nearly gone
A sail leaves the cove
Vanilla and turquoise
A chartreuse pennant flying
To Cuttyhunk the Shine Café and
The
Sea
To
Scotland
;
The morning is barely blue

Saturday, August 3, 2013

raining in the trees...

raining in the trees -
foggy
that distant horn