resting her cool hands
the keys respond in silent

desperate outcome
renews her caged anxious song
pressing the petal

quiet ab intra
her fingers alight with flame
complete the sale

curtain call window
her wings lapse into motion
effortlessly gone
* * * * * * * *
Bones 3 word wednesday prompt offers this week: desperate, lapse, traveled
photo: Sameli, flickr


5 thoughts on “88

  1. adsaige says:

    I really enjoyed this poem. It was a matter of a reality that is stilled within moments, and noted, never analyzed in detail in the most montonous of ways of the world. In it’s judgemental values. There is a snippet of someone deep inside this poem that…perhaps is an extension of yourself?

    If you’re serious about poetry, check out: Allpoetry.com. It is a community of poets gathering to offer casual and critical poem reviews. If you join, my username is [adsaige] and I’d love to be your first friend. Or on here!

    Beautiful poem, though!

  2. what a beauty, as always, I enjoy reading your writing, you always manage to capture something unique, bringing out the emotions of the characters

  3. Oh yes, the chair…and the person that rested there. I love it.

    I also love the look of your page. Just beautiful.

    Thank you for stopping by my blog. More episodes of the story are under the tag “unnamed stories” and “etta”. The unnamed story started XI weeks ago and will conitinue for a year…a goal I have set for myself.


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