isn't fiction the nuts...

Probably not much noticed
He began scribbling "this is not for publication"
He looked out the window
Pondered
He remembered
He did this in one hour in one afternoon at a wobbly yellow table
In a yellow brick room waving a magic wand
Over a brief part of his life
He thought
"Isn't fiction the nuts"

winds bend winds flutter...

Winds

Bend the sea grass

Flutter the gull

Purples & gold

A breath on her a breath

On

A

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from lady on the narrows (c) 2005...

Jack Stevens told me
Monk played notes that were not there
sort of a haiku

blue monk thelonious monk french crayon...

in the autumn sun...

In the autumn sun
On the window glass
Dreams in the piano room this morning
Fly Me to the Moon
Obsessively making the point
Over & over
- -
A memory sings to me
- -
Like Thelonious Monk
&
Yesterdays

jazz is...

Harmonies
Hallelujahs
Bay views
&
Bongos
Jazz is
But remember the melody
- -
Don't
Forget
The
Song

tonight...