Flying With Ella F. - Poem by Lori Boulard
Soaring, aerodynamic voice,
Engines purring silk and steel
Scaling effortless in flight
On wings of song.
Jetstream jazz to rattle bones
Of legions lost, lovers found
Among the blues of hell and heaven,
Night and Day.
Soft, she glides as vapor
Siren zephyr of seduction
Life and lust in sultry notes
Among the stars
Full throttle, thunder crackles
Peeling sky from crags of stone
Carving harmony from heights
Of rage and pain
Easing in for her descent
A perfect landing, glorious pitch
As cities lift their lighted fingers
To lead her home
Jazz' brightest constellation
Linking Dukes and Counts and Kings.
Time to rev those engines, Boys,
And take a ride.
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