Written for:  Sunday Muse #199

American Jazz pianist and composer Thelonious Monk
before lessons
played piano by watching
keys were in his eyes


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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18 Responses to Jazz

  1. Carrie V. H. says:

    Some play by ear others by sight. So glad to see you at the Muse Sara!


  2. Jim says:

    Good Job, Sara. (Haiku’s may not supposed to be that beautiful?)
    I took piano in college when I was teaching. I haven’t used a piano since the end of my second course.


  3. Gillena Cox says:

    Luv your take on the prompt Sara. Seems he saw the mysic even before he played it. Genius.

    Have a good Sunday Sara.

    Much love…


  4. Helen Dehner says:

    Love Love your poem … I play by ear often. Blessed to be able to accomplish it! My father did as well.


  5. wyndolynne says:

    It’s like a whisper on a street corner; truth and rumor at once.


  6. qbit says:

    “keys were in his eyes” – nice!


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