Another paint chip poetry challenge from Linda Kruschke at “Another Fearless Year”


jazz player works
as server in clatter
of greek restaurant;
smells of saffron and
grease, noisy demands
feel like a black hole
he got sucked into. it’s

not his dream job but
his lion heart, inspired
by ivory-petaled songs
of spring snowdrops,
composes after hours
a new saxophone solo
to make his spirit rock.


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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Dr. Crystal Grimes
    Jun 02, 2020 @ 18:27:14

    Great poem full of sensory images, Lynn!


  2. Linda Kruschke
    May 30, 2020 @ 10:25:48

    I love this. So descriptive, I felt like I was right there in that Greek restaurant.


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