Somewhere off of Jazz Street
365Nectar #36 Somewhere off of Jazz Street
Tues. Oct 29, 2013 1:03 A.M.
Indigo jam
for the weary traveller
roots
in dark night dreams
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Out of the haze
when livin’ ain’t easy
they give simple songs
and eat away at seven years of bad luck
funk begins
in a super blues remix
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Like a sweetheart kiss in the last minutes of Autumn
blues go away
go away blues
here on that rainy day
in two inch limbo
callin’ on
a fire crash process
like drugs
for an option
Misty, wishing on a blue moon
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Daily Improvisation
through the eyes of a noisy mirror
ease back B-Funk
blue swerve
travelling through the clouds
for love
deep in the city
go run tell that
coast to coast
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Under a supreme quartet
far away from a sweet day
lonely blues walkin’ in Harlem
with a perfect cigar
sanctified strut on silvery wings
a hop, skip, and a jump
from a summer dream
Beale Street Blues
riding on a twisted guitar mix
crimson summer jazz
cold and blue
feeding on purple corn and fish
with good gravy
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Whispering truth or dare
a brave jazz prelude
revolutionary rhythms
take control of
pieces of my mind
scene of the crime
still warm
midnight sky
can’t escape the past
the snow blues
and juke joint jollies
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Sax voice rift
like heroin in your veins
evening falls as collateral damage
paper cuts
along the way
provide three views of a secret
a royal flush
on an open mind
demons dance in blue dreams
a crowded room
full of emptiness
moon goddess
lead me on
memories of tomorrow
out of the blue mambo beat
feverish blue flight
desolation blues
don’t know when to call it quits
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Swinging in
triple ecstasy
the truth…the lie… and time
leaves miles of smiles
on an erotic girl
last hurrah
in rumbling cold rain
Jazz Street trio fly over the horizon
and take fire
borrowing stars
in a high Vienna Blues
back to the cool all time blues
day after tomorrow
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Blackwoods jungle space jazz
grind a path
blazing alligator funk fry fish
a glass of sweet watermelon wine
from a zesty quartet
parks you like a car
silk road wrap troubles in dreams
spaced out and flipping
two worlds meet
on a corner
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Cranky, deep, deep blue
funky struttin’
red-eyed rats
burn out a long, drawn-out sigh
and place broken hearts on ice
in lonely lands
the solitude of an insomniac
falling down
and feelin’ good
stark naked
on riverside drive in a summer wind
on a gold Sunday
dinner Jazz
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Dark minor groove
snap and drop
like a freaky fairytale
my black horse
breaks loose
in a great dawn of summertime
dragon bones blister in the sun
Tuesday mornin’ blues twirl
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Tenor madness runs free
funk link
Sweet Georgia Brown
getting mad tappin jazz tics
burning fat like a furnace
squeak of black ballad
a curious crisis
in September rhapsody
line balance of a downtown strut
return
repeat
blue chakra of Gamblers and Thieves
be cool when it falls
on nine o’ clock honey promises
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Shackled
to a one hundred year groove
hot street oasis
slick hoppin’ and boppin’
ease back
into haunting silence
and lipless sinners scream
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
Death grip on
99 shades of crazy
night voices
whistlin’ in the dark
somewhere in my blind spot
the rhythm and blues of a cross-eyed woman
gnawing blues
boogie of a poor and broken child
eight rain drops in 3 months and five days
armadillo blues
bathe in blue collar jazz
Mustang Sally is a natural woman
and gives you something to live for
seesaw too familiar blues
shivering white soot
puts a spell on you
somewhere off of Jazz Street
mercy from the wolf
fishbelly communion
wild blue bottle
my dark soul on ice
I amuse myself on
Lexington blues
in a kindhearted night
in front of a lonely man
waiting on the evening mail
somewhere off of Jazz Street.
