Driving Off, Minor
Monk spars with Coltrane,
weaves around and through him,
rolling along together amid lightning strikes
that illuminate the dark sky,
and mist rises from the road’s surface
in this dusk of midafternoon on a gray April day
with light rain that is reflected, multiplied,
rises to join that mist from the tires of passing cars
before joining the sheen of the road’s surface
in my headlights until the sky before me opens
to reveal a road not so dark and hazards
behind me. Monk’s piano never off, minor
discordance trails off to better roads.
Off prompt for Day 15 at napowrimo.net, this poem is a continuation of my “Driving with” series, poems written while driving and listening to music. This took place today as I drove while listening to “Thelonious Monk with John Coltrane”, a 1961 release that includes the piece “Off Minor.”
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Love “to reveal a road not so dark and hazards / behind me” and the musical cadence of this poem!
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Thank you, Lynne. I try to make music’s rhythm come through in these poems.
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I loved your poem. I felt as if I were right in the car with you.
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Makes you want to go for a ride, right? Sometimes you find the right tune for the moment.
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It sure does!
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Music is medicine that enhances everything, eh?
This piece has special resonance for me, as I just sat down to read it moments after my turntable finished the B side of my favorite Charlie Parker album.
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Love me some jazz. Thanks, Ron..
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Wonderful
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Thank you, Paul.
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My pleasure Ken.
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Vivid imagery and I can hear the music!
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Thank you. And that music can make the driving easier.
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I love these jazzy thoughts.
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Thanks. 🙂
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😀 Thank you.
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