S.B.T. 345

orchestra
 




with all the wind and whitecaps on the beach
scattering plumes and dust,
a symphony tunes up 
i'd like to attend, surroundering

 the drumsticks, umbrellas 

and coat-tails lashing thru stripes 

of sand sea and sky
fine melody dissolved n gusts of salty air

majestic crescendos blurred by clouds

on the horizon a voice harmonic  
emerging 3 notes - that of a crow
with echo - caw caw caw and
a mirror call from a different treetop

curious gulls and terns swoop,
slices of spacious volume,

an arrow of geese glides overhead 

 sparkling as an array would be
at the hall or halfshell on the common.

will they continue to play
if the music flies away or
run to try and catch it
all 3 ways with the wind

music for vista viewing

 

S.B.T. 344

welcome

silhouette lank 

dark and slender  

as an oak tree feels 

gentle feathers of 

light

graceful limbs

haloed below 

the waystation that pumps daily rivers

how do you say it in french  

"prier de se servir"

in spanish..."ser acogedor..."

well come, well come

with ease

"...accogliere di buon grado..."

one cannot overdo

any gesture

of hospitality 

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