Decatur Street Painting   2 comments

Decatur Street Painting by kenne (2007)

The House That Leans to Jazz

That old house on Decatur—
it doesn’t stand, it sways.

The shutters keep time with the sax
that drifts up from the corner bar,
and the porch boards hum
when the bass walks slow.

You can feel the brick loosen,
just enough to breathe,
just enough to remember
what it meant to move with grace.

There’s a trumpet caught in the rafters,
a whisper of silk on the banister,
and the ghosts of every hot night
press their hands to the walls
like lovers keeping rhythm.

The house leans—not from age,
but from music—
as if the whole damn structure
had learned
how to swing.

Posted October 26, 2025 by kenneturner in Art, Capturing the Moment, Existential Moment, Information, Jazz, New Orleans, Poetry

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2 responses to “Decatur Street Painting”

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  1. You’re an amazing talent! I love this.

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    House of Heart
    October 26, 2025 at 10:38 am

  2. .Thank you. Your comment is most appreciated

    Reply
    kenneturner
    October 26, 2025 at 10:57 am

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