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The Trio
Contributed by
Keatsdogg
on
Friday, 21st February 2003 @ 01:20:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Warm and purple melodies fly through the smoke and scotch.
Drums slice through the bass and take us home.
Ivory jokes make us smirk, so nochalant his fingers dance.
Warmth and symetry balances in his hand. Bass lines fly, the jazz-Mercury cries.
All toghether, divine unison, reading eachother's minds, they feel humble near the grand presence of Swing.
They hit a blue sweet moment and men light their senses seats anticipated at the edge, suspense for the break comes like a thief.
And then they ride like the wind. Piano philosophy prophesying the truth of all and bass humming caressing the drum with delicacy.
They end.
Copyright ©
Keatsdogg
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2003-02-21 01:20:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Trio
(User Rating: 1 ) by LadyDama on
Friday, 21st February 2003 @ 01:40:25 AM AEST (User
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soothing imagery... i also love jazz... thank you for the vision... |
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Re: The Trio
(User Rating: 1 ) by mckayla on
Friday, 21st February 2003 @ 10:59:26 AM AEST (User
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i loved reading this one!
mckayla |
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