Trumpeter Poem by Kewayne Wadley
Trumpeter
A horn in jazz is a lot like a heart.
At times it blares it's loudest in love. 19
At times a pin drops in silence.
The neighbors won't complain.14
I never thought God to be a fan of blues.
My ears like an open door. 17
Tuesday, October 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: blues,jazz,life
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Inspiration Wynton Marsalias
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4/24/2024 5:38:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely little work..I felt the warmth..!