jazz singer's solo -
the length
of her blue dress
—Stanford M. Forrester
About the author: Stanford M. Forrester is the editor of bottle rockets: a collection of short verse and a past president of the Haiku Society of America. A number of his haiku have been included in "American Zen: A Gathering of Poets" published by Bottomdog Press & "Haiku" published by Knopf. Most recently Stanford and vincent tripi have collaborated on a small book entitled "temple marigold".
To reach Stanford by email: bottlerockets_99 at yahoo.com
day after -
impulsively, reach for the phone
lady sings the blues
melancholy rhapsody
cabaret of one
In the blues-
her darkness blue dress
so much light
great work...
solo over
the piano man whistles
through a g ap in his t eeth
thru the smoke-
a glimmer
of blue sequins
jazz
her feligree earrings
dazzle
early morning
bundled beach walker --
in search of blue skies
front row seat-
the heart shape
of her calf.
show's over; into the cab --
quiet memory
as she sang, your golden hair.
seamy love song
another cigar glows
in the front row
the diva’s gown--
generous curves limned
by perspiration
once wailing sax
leans in the shadowy corner --
midnight silence