My Body is a Jazz Song

My body is jazz notes
longing to be played
dips & crescendos
followed by long smooth notes
to let you know
when you’re loving me
right. And also when
you need to tighten up
a bit. I can see it in your face
how you can hear my notes
and
how you’re trying to
play along.

My body is a jazz song,
trying not to become
the blues.
Even though I inherited
eternal heartbreak,
I know how to
hold back my tears &
croon like Lady Day.
I know how to not
sing about being lonely
when you’re busy “doing you.”

My body is a jazz song
so
even though my man left me
and brings me one heartbreak
after another,
I won’t be wailing no blues.
Because my body is
a jazz song
that’s always longing
to be played.

When my jazz song
is being played
I get real quiet &
listen and hear
the echo of my own heart
as it is being reborn.

I am being real still
trying to hear
the rhythm of a song
composed by two
and when I’m quiet like this
I can hear those
Improvisations
and know
you’re trying to match my song
with your own
individual notes
and somehow
it always fits
because
my body is a jazz song
and
you always know
how to play me.
Like I know
how to play you.

Peace & Love,
Rosalind

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About Rosalind Guy

I'm broken & my soul is weary/ my weary soul rebels, fights/ anything & anyone who tries to heal me/I beat my head against a wall of memories/ trying hard to break free from the chain of memories/ I can only be free by saying it so/ i weave a necklace from words and finally/ I find freedom/ free free free. As you can see, words are powerful to me. As Maya Angelou said, words are wallpaper of the soul. I have lots of nightmarish memories that threaten to break me, but I learned a long time ago about the power of words. They can be used to heal and destroy anything that threatens to destroy the person. Words coupled with love have the power to save and heal. I am author of three books: Skinny Dipping in the Pool of Womanhood, Tattered Butterfly Wings, and Blues of a Love Junkie. I am a high school English teacher. I am a former reporter. I am a mother. I am a woman. I am a fierce advocate for those who cannot speak for themselves, those who's voices go unheard. Check out my Amazon author page at the following link: http://www.amazon.com/Rosalind-Guy/e/B00BGH5F88/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1432491754&sr=8-1.
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