Listening to John Coltrane

Get your pen and close the door
Put something down that wasn’t there before
Comes out of ether in the air
A sound in the ear, a light everywhere

There’s no one around to give it a grade
Just move with the music, the melody played
You never know, you might be surprised
Someone might read it and light up her eyes

The brightening riff, the mellow chord
Harmony, pulse of perfect worlds
Beat keeps running down that line
Like flowing streams and growing vines

A building wave that’s breaking now
A bass line on the floor somehow
Piano runs and strummed guitar
Inspiration from afar

Wouldn’t that be just the thing?
A highway ride, a waiting swing
Your brothers and your friends all round
Dancing to the liquid sound

Copyright 2016

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