a speck I see afarmy eyes don't waver
nor do I move
moist surroundings still me
I see the dot getting bigger
a dog yelps somewhere
a harmless sound
yet I jump
symphony of my tapping feet
reach my eyes shutting them
when I open again
the speck is gone
"my song, your music, they dance together"
16 comments:
moist surroundings still me
That's a great line!
Love that symphony of your tapping feet!
wow very descriptive.Well done
Love this new vein you're on, the kicker of a last line. And so many great lines in this. Very descriptive.
Sometimes our eyes and ears play tricks...
You always leave me with a sense of the emotions running through your 'stories'...very clever writing..Jae
I enjoyed it.. thoroughly.. thanks!!
elegant writing..
This is so real!
Much to love about your poem!
Oh, this is wonderful!
I smelt rain in this one... I guess it was the 'moist surroundings' effect.. really liked that!
Music really works wonder on one's mind..does it not? Quite magical indeed.. in its various forms..
"moist surroundings still me"....beautiful...music indeed...bkm
Beautifully descriptive... love the line, 'moist surroundings still me'... wonderful images of those tapping feet.
toe tapping great!
gautami,
Likening a passing eye 'floater' to a musical note to nearby sounds to one's own rhythm to the disappearance of the 'dot'.
Followed it that way, and liked it!
Trulyfool
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