a blue bottle on the beach in the sound...

A blue bottle on the beach in the sound
The label gone
Bologna?  Lima?
Lowell
Guernica
The sky a brush of blue
Quiet orchids and a saxophone player
Drapes the color of flowers
And Lester Lanin and cat boats and no breeze
But making it around the point anyway
Bologna?  Lima?
Lowell
Guernica
Anyway?

jazz sketching...

paris mexico city blue on the wallpaper...

a coral sail just there...

A coral sail just there
North
Filled
Trimmed to Scotland
Inverness
&
Points lived
Spring
&
Shutter boards open
To the breeze
To Scotland

in my sketchbook rich falco...

the train last night...

The sunset is behind the hills
In overcast
A pale orange along the horizon
Quiet
The 6:50 in from Boston
Just a whistle at the crossing
Just a sunset
In overcast

another shaw's parking lot sketch...

frida blue...

tony the piano player...

Tony the piano player
Perched
Like a sports bar TV high in a corner
At the end of what was then the longest oak bar in town
Handed up to him were whiskies to his hand
Blind
His eyes lifeless and cocked straight up
He would wave gutty thankyous
Tony the piano player
Not square
Pudgy hands
Pudgy fingers
Smooth through
Honeysuckle Rose
Misty
Then Theloniously on
Skylark
Stardust
Any ice today, Lady?
McGruffly
Then
Pouring onto the street
The riffs
The whiffs of White Owl panatelas
& ten cent beers,
A dance for raucous sailors and college boys,

That was 1959 I think

this morning better - ...

Could there be one song
this morning better -

?

Fats's "Honeysuckle Rose"

?

10,000 bees earth day...

Earth Day...

frida kahlo (1907-1954)...

sketching jazz in the shaw's parking lot planning a painting...

miles plays...

that sunrise...

That sunrise
On that
Ridge
Quiet leafless maples
No motion in the trees
6:50
Tires on the road though
Refrigerator whirring
That sunrise
A slight sound of birds
More tires on the road
That sunrise

inside baseball...

It is Spring Training
Opening Day
All
Amtrak conductors
Sailors of the Bounty
&
Catchers
Report
Bebop players too
&
High poets, of course

Matadors
Cowboys
Swashbucklers
Also

One morning I'd like to wake up and hear
Lester Young blowing the news
(Some would say the greatest tenor saxophone player who ever lived)
Good news
&
Thelonious Monk playing the news
Good news

the jazz band...

little pieces in my notebook...

Little pieces in my notebook,
distant
gigs.

in my sketchbook jon wheatley jazz guitarist reprise...

the rose club...

while the breeze...

Are there any jazz poems left?
Wonder?

Tess Collins Blame It On My Youth
Charlie Parker and Coleman Hawkins Ballade
Greg Abate at Kitano
Ah Bah Tay
Charlie Rouse
Listen in
Settle in
Mark Murphy
While the breeze
&
Carmen McRae
&
Oyster Bay

The Jazz Modes

See

Uh huh...
There was a jazz poem left,
While the breeze

the poetry so...

monk live arte...

in my sketchbook this morning frida kahlo (1907-1954)...

in my sketchbook chet williamson reprise...

yesterday the old timer...

The Old Timer
bourbon whiskey and blue,
& & Stella

by Starlight.

last monday 2 quiet birch...

Quiet birch
no leaves or peace though,
in a parking lot.

last monday 1 stupid morning...

The clack of the track
The 6:15
A cardinal in the bush outside my window
& a lone flower across the street
No buds on the red maples
Or the fire bushes
Spring?
The commute
The clack of the train on the track
The wheels
& still cold
Spring?
Stupid spring!
What flower?
What kind?
Crocus?
Stupid spring!

& I read another chapter of Catcher
Again

Stupid morning!

zebra on the savanna art kimberly poem deveber...

friday morning...

Friday morning
Nodding at the cold
It is 5:41 the furnace shut off again
&
April
&
Spring again
Amid saxophone trumpet guitar
A trill exquisite
Oh
&
The furnace came on again
&
I am reading The Catcher in the Rye

Again

april friend...

April friend
the winter has not been -
you?

hub...

A train rolling track
Whistles
The six-ten to Boston
Hub
Crossing at the Canton water station
Wi-Fi
Daylight
Just a dusting of snow
Turkeys and deer in our backyard
Hub
Bub
A few days ago