1992 - Sade
She sings blue
diamonds, cold as ice
Saxophone croons low/slow
swaying, undulating silk
Fingers snapping to
rhythm of raindrops falling
I turn wet
percussions to crackle/sparkle
My blood turns red/violet sky
as I recall your hot burning kisses
I'm melting, I'm sliding down/ground
as she sings blue
diamonds, cold as ice
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Jazzy inspired poems
and 55 melting words for the G-man - Thanks for the visit ~
The heat would surely melt that ice
ReplyDeleteThis is such a good use of enjambment...I turn wet
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You know how to do the sensual aspects of jazz, Grace.
Wow, wow, wow, Grace! This is hot!! You must really be a jazz fan to write a poem like this. Love those last three lines. I want to hear someone who can sing blue diamonds!
ReplyDeletethe hot/cold of jazz
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finger snaps to the rhythm of rain falling...ha...i like that...blood turning violet sky is cool too...sliding down as she sings blue....really great piece grace
ReplyDeleteIce will never be near with that heat I fear
ReplyDeleteThese icy blues are melting me. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteBlue ice cold coolness turning out azure aura green then red, chills turning to heat as a jazz metamorphosis twists our tit, and spanks our cortex; and all that in 55 words; congrats & gratitude.
ReplyDeleteGrace....
ReplyDeleteWhat a Smoooooth Operator you are!
Your senuous poetry makes me melt indeed.
Loved your romantic 55
And I am really digging you playing lately again.
I'll enjoy it while The Muse stays with you...:-)
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
This sounds like jazz feels
ReplyDeleteOOOOOooooooooh I LOVE Sade! She was one of those early finds when you think you are the first one to ever hear it. She was transformative. Kids who never listened to jazz would ask to sit in our car and listen to her. I remember when that happened to me with Kenny Burrell and she had the same effect on our children's friends and our friends as well. Lovely tribute to her and her GREAT songs! I loved it MUCH.
ReplyDeleteThe use of color is so perfect! I loved this! You captured the essence of the blues brilliantly.
ReplyDeleteThat's Sade all right. Such a mixture of sultry and diamonds cold as ice voice.
ReplyDelete- Alice
Jazz does that to me, too.
ReplyDeleteI think she would melt down the stage she was standing on.
ReplyDeleteOh... this is soulful and delicious - Jazz must be real, it must be felt... and this certainly qualifies!
ReplyDeleteScarlet Verses - I like that ... but is this replacing Sweet Lust? Looks like the same link...
ReplyDeleteSame blog, but a different header ~ Thanks Margaret ~
DeleteI have seen her live. She really is a smooth operator. Like the way you incorporated the words of her song into your poem 'diamonds cold as ice'.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this one!
I am envious as she is a lovely sultry singer ~ Thanks for the visit ~
DeleteThat is serene... blues playing- the gentle rhythm. Well-written.
ReplyDeleteIt had that bit of sensuality in it, making it such an enjoyable read. Or rather such a beautiful song.
blue diamonds, cold as ice and yet hot enough to feel the sizzle on the page...nice..
ReplyDeleteYou've definitely captured the jazz feel with this...great job!!
ReplyDeleteYou've definitely captured the jazz feel with this...great job!!
ReplyDeleteTHisi s hot Grace .... well done
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the way you weave words and create a very sensual ambiance Grace!
ReplyDelete"she sings blue / diamonds, cold as ice" - I like how these words frame your poem.
Very sensual - brings back a high school memory that I had almost forgotten. Love the use of colour and the contrast between hot and cold/ ice and melted.
ReplyDeleteSade's voice is soft and velvety....like blue diamonds definitely!
ReplyDeleteYou rightly captured the jazz feel, Grace! Sade is alluring! Nicely!
ReplyDeleteHank
the opening/closing lines were just perfect. there was a smooth flow to this little number. very enjoyable.
ReplyDeleteIwouldn't mind melting under a violet sky...
ReplyDeleteThat's damned hot stuff! Wonderful rhythm and soul there.
ReplyDeleteGreat... and I love Sade.. I have been fortunate enough to hear her live, she has that way of making you feel she's singing directly for you... your poem really made me feel like I was there...
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ReplyDeleterhythm of raindrops falling ' ~ I can hear it ~ nice Grace
You can compose this into a piece song !
ReplyDeleteSade is one sexy woman, and you have captured that in your original style.
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing where music can take us. This was beautiful.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your weekend, Grace!! And, as always...thank you!
amazing Grace!
ReplyDeleteWhen hot meets cold, something's got to give--jazzy, indeed, Grace.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful sensual piece! Love it!
ReplyDeleteIncredible, so sultry and sensual, absolutely loving this surprise surprise.
ReplyDeleteSensual is the perfect description, love it.
ReplyDeleteWell you just go right ahead and take me down memory lane don't you? Phew...steamy!
ReplyDeleteWhat a jazzy and sexy write. You succeed each time with writing like this, so sensual and expressive. Always nice to read you Grace.
ReplyDeleteDat ice ain't gonna last long in dis room - dey's too much heat goin' on, ya know.
ReplyDeleteReally lovely. The repetition works well, and interesting use of colors.
ReplyDeletelove the contrast, Grace.
ReplyDeleteI've always loved Sade and I read this as if she were singing it. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Mark Butkus
Saxophone croons low/slow
ReplyDeleteswaying, undulating silk
the imagery u created with those musical instruments..
a musical and lovely post :)
Oh, you so have that jazz feel nailed. The "blue diamonds" is a gorgeous way of describing her voice... Thanks for commenting on mine at Sharp Li'l! Amy
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