That fall he carried his notepad everywhere.
And on those crisp evenings,
I felt him shape and merge
words with paper.
Above us an inky sky,
and I longed to be nothing
but the syntax and nuances
taking form in his mind.
I rest my head on his shoulder,
watching the swaying of his pen.
I become one with the shuddering lines,
that won’t be still.
They reach out and caress my heart.
Stalling my breath.
Touching me here and here.
For a moment, I’m what he shapes.
What he imagines.
I glimmer in edges of the dark lines,
until the words splinter from me
The lines, like the writer,
elusive as the stray wind.
-Tosha Michelle
Miles Davis is just phenomenal. And to think I chose today to do a big band post. I left out the saxes and trumpet players. He is a legend.
I am in heaven. You just want to keep on listening.
Love love. the read.
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I know! Swoon worthy!
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That is certain and tomorrow is a birthday by a scrooner. it is perfect
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Serendipity
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This is the third time I’ve encountered “Kind of Blue” in the past week. Your poem matches very well with it.
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Thank you. You can’t go wrong with Miles. x
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So true.
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I love this beyond words. Like it came straight from my own heart. Love every beautiful emotion is conveys.
This is amazing, Tosha.
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Thank you! I’m glad you like it. The feelings behind everything I write are very real. I guess you could say my poetry is loosely based on a true story. 😉 xo
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As all good poetry probably is….
It’s wonderful. 😉 xo
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You’re very sweet. I’m not sure how good it is, but it does come from the heart. Poetry is therapy. xo
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it’s VERY good. Especially since it comes from the heart…and 90% of my poetry is me talking to myself. So I think you are using it for its intended purpose.
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Thank you. Yours is exceptional.
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Very true and good therapy that you don’t need to pay for 😀
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Exactly
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This is beautiful 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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Romantic and passionate. I love it. xo
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Thanks LC 😉
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You’re welcome, Suki.
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Your words are a new adventure everyday for me. Such an incredible gift you have, Tosh. And, Miles Davis is legend. xx
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Thank you. You get me xo
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So lovely, Tosha. 🙂
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Thank you 😉
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I love this piece too like Eric and all of those who commented here. There is desire, passion and a sort of nostalgia kneaded with a strong resolution in it. All of it worked gradually into the picture that is offered to the reader. When something keeps staying as elusive as the stray Wind my personal advice would be let it blow away like the Wind it is. Indeed, you might discover – if you actually had it – that all it was actually was hot air 🙂
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Thanks for your wisdom. You brought a huge grin to my face. Your last sentence was perfection. Sadly, I’ve always found hot air to be intoxicating. However, it can be quite stifling. Letting go seems to be the only healthy solution.
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I know what you mean. I have an infallible technique against what is intoxicating in this field. Imagine yellow teeth with a huge piece of spinach in between. I’ve found that works miracles as detox. Otherwise, just imagine a balloon pricked and all the hot air coming out with a whining noise 😉 . Surely letting go is the only solution. Keep well dearest Tosha :-*
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Ewwwwww. That has to be a cure all. Thank you 🙂 You’re a gem. xo
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lol, welcome xoxo
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my gifted BFF
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Love you…my gifted BFF, too
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Ah, the role of the muse.
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🙂 xx
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Wow, you have a very special talent! I felt totally taken in by this and keep coming back to your imagery.
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Michael, thank you. That’s kind of you. I hope you have a great weekend. 🙂 xo
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By the way, if you see this. Could you please post a link to your blog..I can’t pull it up via the link under your name. Thank you
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Hi Tosha, I wonder why the link isn’t working? Looks like I have another project for Saturday’s to-do list, ha! http://creamoftheplanet.com
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The joys of WordPress. Thanks for the link. Bookmarking it.
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Beautifully written.
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Thank you:)
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Very good Tosha.
Hope you have a wonderful Sunday.
🙂
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You too xo
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That was quite gorgeous. Miles was the icing on the cake.
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Thank you .
😊
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Full of longing, hope and so much emotion. Just loved this Tosha.
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Thank you!
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Bn a yl I came here…woow more poems….ammma read this and the rest in a bit
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Thank you!
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