Ella Fitzgerald And Dinah Washington Poem by Adeline Morris

Ella Fitzgerald And Dinah Washington



Yes, for tonight
I am a jazz cat.

Nothing complements this jam
better than the snap
of my fingers,
resting on top
of each beat.

My skin feels cold.
Is that your precious voice
that is giving me chills?

Or is this how it feels,
being happy
to an infinite extent?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James Mclain 29 November 2008

Pretty good beat you have going here.......nice read...

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