Monday, 25 January 2010

Untitled Poem (circa 1988)

Drops fall softly
While the notes flow through our ears
We keep on dancing
Our fingers draw the music
Patterns in the air
Our feet mimic the rhythm
Drums on the grass
My neighbor smiles at me
As a rainbow appears over the stage
The melody changes
Sunshine daydream
We are still dancing
Twirling our own rainbow
Along the moon-path

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hey Now, Really like the poems and blogs. I'll be checking in from time to time. My name is Preston but you know me as tphokie1 from Deadnet. You seem to have a real talent for this. Keep it up!