Friday, August 3, 2007

connectivity

a musician
he's a artist
a magician
infinite possibilities
out of an unassuming, uncut tree
carefully he molds
slowly he pries
eternally he works
crafts beautiful stained ambers
mahoganies
hollows the body
carves out the neck
pulls sinews of brass
taut
and at the end of the song
as she melts towards slumber
a smile spreads across her lips

1 comments:

InkTank said...

what do i say danielle? i am fumbling for words....most of your poems are endearingly nice to read! keep writing please...