Hearing Music.

Blond panther in beggar-black rain

Is pacing beautiful blue-silver

Dapple paths that stretch

From then to beyond

On velvet-whisper pads.

Unseen by even the cat,

Man, still-sitting on

Drum Back mountain stack

Watches it all unfold once again;

Hearing music in the

Tiny perfect silences,

Feeling tears drawn out

Of history’s eyes.


4 thoughts on “Hearing Music.

  1. Chatty Owl says:

    “Hearing music in the

    Tiny perfect silences,”
    Best two lines ever.

    • beeseeker says:

      So we can all turn off the lights and go home?
      Truly flattered, joking aside, to get such a compliment from one I turn to for inspiration.

      • Chatty Owl says:

        And I’m absolutely flattered to be anything of inspiration. That is such a compliment to me, i don’t think i can ever express how much of a tearful joy it is to me.

        But i’ll leave the lights on so you wouldn’t stop writing 😉

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