Genevieve Pilat Poems
|41.||Lennon: The Nowhere Man||5/7/2013|
|50.||Romeo X Juliet||3/28/2013|
|54.||Bohemian Rhapsody Bus||2/9/2015|
|58.||Let The Rain||3/29/2013|
|62.||Black And White||3/29/2013|
|67.||Blinded By The Dark||8/8/2013|
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Mixed in the breeze of April dusk winds
Floating high above
A sweetened melody seeps in all around
It must be a saxophone love.
Oh that sweet, so sweet jazz that tickles my ears
What heavenly music it seems
It fills my heart with joy and adoration
It brings contentment in my dreams.
That soul of the saxophone crooning its song
Presenting its own life story
Stories of sadness, heartache and pain
And stories of its outstanding glory.
Such saxophone love can cast strange spells
Changing normal people into scamps
Transforming gentlemen to ...
Little butterfly, inside your warm cocoon
Dreaming of a world that is made for you
How foolish you are, you silly butterfly
You think the world's divided in two.
The world you see is all but gray
Dull by the given choices
Not one thing new, no forward movement
No new sound of revolution voices.