for Ella Fitzgerald
When leaves scat
from tree to street
and rustle
with the breeze
In flurries
of blue and gusts
of jazz in light
jacket weather
We feel high and wild
from all night singing
with the tipsy
gypsy stars
Seems we shared our secrets
and They All Laughed to learn
I’ve got a crush
on the moon
from tree to street
and rustle
with the breeze
In flurries
of blue and gusts
of jazz in light
jacket weather
We feel high and wild
from all night singing
with the tipsy
gypsy stars
Seems we shared our secrets
and They All Laughed to learn
I’ve got a crush
on the moon
Alicia Mathias is a writer, artist, and photographer. Her poems and/or artwork, can be seen in: Ann Arbor Review, The Bitter Oleander, bradlaughsfinger, The Canopy Review, Chiron Review, Clockwise Cat, Fearless, January Review Journal, SetU Magazine, Newington Blue Press, Porter Gulch Review, The Rye Whiskey Review, Sore Dove Press, Unlikely Stories Mark V, and elsewhere. She lives in New York, with her favorite muse, Zeppelin the Wonder Cat.
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Ella
ReplyDeletetells
of the sweetness
of a time
when the moon was high
when we were
bewitched:
her voice
timeless
and timely
bluesy
and
sweet--
swell!
All that history
of how she got
an Irish name
gone in the rush
of air
that sings, scats
and goes beyond:
azure! azure! azure!
alicia, i love your beautiful tribute to ella. you have a gift with fresh images, combined with the music of language. you have swag! i think ella would love this poem! thank you rye whiskey review for sharing alicia's poem! looking forward to reading more of her works!
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alicia
A beautiful poem and tribute to Ella, Alicia, ~!..One of my favorites
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beautiful words to capture the magic of Ella's songs; great pace; wonderful poetry; BDE
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