Jellyroll Blues

She walks around the room

flicks on the telly

surfs, sighs, snaps it off.

Picks up a magazine

flicks, fans, frowns

throws it on a chair.

The book

hard cover, heavy, huge -

taps it, walks on

music, loud

Jazzy, jellyroll blues

flick hips, arms reach

mouth opens

smile, sway, sing.

Reviews

[Mystic Dreams]

Creating her own world within - Great flow!

[Blackbirdsong]

You create so much about this woman and in her world in this. She's perhaps bored, anxious; trying everything to ingite her restlessness into something else and then jazz. This is a lovely character study of a poem and I do like the flow of it also. That adds to the feeligs expressing of her swaying her arms, etc.

Well done.

[Tania Leigh]

A fun poem, this one....amazing the imagery you provided with a short write.

I like the "surfs, sighs, snaps it off" and "flicks, fans, frowns" ..... lends to the good rhythm here.

I enjoyed it very much :-)

[Ricohard]

I love it! It is simple, but complicated at the same time.
It's flow is like Jazz.
Nice job Moon! Cya