The animals , a photo by David A. Ford on Flickr
under the cloudy night sky,
a full moon glows ,
gaudy toy animals come out of their burrows,
unafraid of the murmurs outside their door,
entranced by the music coming from the enchanted guitar
marked with a purple inky exotic abstract design along its rim.
They come together by the undulated curves of the guitar ,
their friendship contingent only on their love of music,
they come in a common goal to spin, dance and sing
as the songs fill the abyss of their hearts with joy.
Photo by Melissa R. Bickel on Bluebell Books Thursday Short Story Slam
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Submitted in response to the writing prompts of Writers Island - contingent, Poets United- animals,Thursday Short Story Slam, and A Whirl of Worldlings- abyss, glow, purple, murmurs, spin, inky,undulate, gaudy, unafraid, common, heart, burrows. Stop by and have a look at all the poems posted and add one of your own. You may also want to read Life Drama
on the blog, Creative Introspection , and listen to the music of David Russell on youtube (click here to listen)
1 comment:
The picture of the animals on top of the guitar is wonderful ... and I love the way your poem compliments it. Very cool!
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