Shiny

Aaron and I went to a great jazz concert yesterday in Archer City. The David Levy Group reunited after almost two decades apart. One Charlie Parker tune, “Now’s the Time,” got me to thinking about how the instruments really talk to one another. It was like a wordless poem for multiple voices. What better way is there to spend a cold, windy Sunday afternoon?

All that jazz put me in a toe-tappin, shoeshine sort of mood, resulting in the following miniature sonnet (with an interlude). Actually, it’s called a bite-sized sonnet — a sonnet with only one syllable per line. I posted my first attempt on The Miss Rumphius Effect’s Monday Poetry Stretch. Here’s my next revised version:
Hip,
hup!
Step on
up!
One,
two.
Shine a
shoe.

Shh-ch-shh-ch-shh-ch-shhh—shh-ch-shh-ch-shh-ch-shhh…

Buff’s
done.
Scuffs is
gone,
yep.
Hup!