The Jazz years
Jan 1, 2019
The Coronado Bridge
I watched it being built from the windows overlooking the Bay
The lights slowly moving across the half moon expanse
As I struggled to learn Jazz
On my piano brought up the stairs to a filthy, crowded studio
I sat and tried to find my way
All day the music played
Coltrane, Dolphy, Sun Ra, Rollins, Palmieri, Ayler
Slowly the lights crawled across the bay
Then through the Jazz years
it stretched like a talisman
in the black early morning
a string of jewels burning in the silence before dawn
golden in the sunset
Amber lights twinkling
Viewed from a hill overlooking the bay
as another endless California day
settled into night