song of looking

small faces 1this wind is not strong

but it makes a piano out of plastic

torn frayed and delicately watched

in this hall of mirrors

flashing glimpsing reaching

can you catch a shadow

I can not catch a feather

twirling like a dervish

soft as summer sun

what puppet on string am i

run shadow run…


3 Responses to “song of looking”

  1. I always wait for your posts. Love your writing and your art… 😃

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  2. outstanding thing to say, thankyou much for your comment.

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  3. Anytime 😃

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