Kenneth R. Jenkins
The Soul Of Jazz - Poem by Kenneth R. Jenkins
The soul of Jazz
Where Jazz is soul
And the soul of Jazz is within
Bringing back the days old
Where Jazz was Jazz andJazz was soul.
Coltrane, Davis, the Duke playing in a style
That livesand breathes like wild.
I love for the soul of Jazz
And Jazz as soulfuly divine
A form of music not hard to define
But a form of music you hear within
And it's within you'll hear is no sin,
But a crime if you treat it so
Misuse it, leave it in the cold
But loving every moment everytime.
Progressions of changing measures twine
Notes conclude with one note blend
A musical style that will never end
The soul of Jazz as Jazz is full of soul
And everybody who's somebody knows,
Jazz is the purest sound of music
Because it's the soul of Jazz as Jazz is soul.
(16 Jan 2005)
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