I wanted
the pure
instrument too
it shined
in my dreams
I see it in
the top branches
the waves
at the seaside
a bird
stopping by
there
her laughter
I wait
this poetry
a light or two
before
it goes
her laughter
I wait
this poetry
a light or two
before
it goes
The 'pure instrument'. This is an intriguing poem Rob!
ReplyDeleteHa!
DeleteAn elusive 'pure instrument' too!
ReplyDeleteIs it hidden,
paused
or dancing?
Or d) All of the above.
Deletewe know
how it shines
and the sound
It's the double dollop
ReplyDeleteI had it somewhere
Deletemine with
a cherry on top
and strings please