The prompt for today in Carpe Diem is Jazz. Given my difficulties in finding a picture I decided reuse the excellent picture from this week’s Friday Fictioneer’s. I also can redeem myself and write about double basses instead of cello’s. Every week people from around the globe try to write a 100 word story on the same picture. If your want more info or join go to Rochelle’s page and read more.
Way less than 100 words, and I also have to admit I have been inspired by many of the excellent entries in this week’s Fictioneer’s entries.
Copyright Roger Cohen
silent double bass
the smooth rhythm of his jazz
locked away inside
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instrument accuse
arthritis of his hands
jazz rhythm long ago
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echo of his play
his nurse caresses the strings
recalls his nights of jazz
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January, 12 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
The first one says it all!
I agree 🙂
Very nice!
“His nurse caresses the strings” is correct grammatically and also gets the syllable count to seven for that line. 🙂
janet
🙂 will correct
That’s so sad … once a musician always one, but than arthritis makes it end. Good series Bjorn.
Oh, the burden of our past held hostage by the ravishes of time & aging disabilities. 😦
Love your poem. 🙂
Beautiful and sad my dear. Beautiful and sad.
Nothing sadder than jazz locked away!
Jazzman
each one is lovely. the first is my favorite.
Dear Bjorn,
Three verses that span
A life of soulful playing
a treat for our ears
Aloha,
Doug
it’s simple, beautiful and deep..:)
Succinctly heart rending.
nurses are underappreciated. well done and softly done.