Symphonic Nights 1

band man chews his gum
a little musical heart
bleeds soulful under his thumb 
hymning melodies when he runs
piercing static pecking birds
sending purple discharge
to bluegrass hills
and turquoise hammocks sway

sunshine beats down softly
time clicks slowly
his lock broken by the key

cell phone blues beckon
"return to reality"
all I can do
is hear the night

Reviews

[Nicola Taylor]

I like the trigger words. They convey a really nice mood. Summertime sunsets.

[KL]

Sounds like the man isn't far enough to truly reach that isolated plane of creativity. Throw that phone away.

[TAO]

I see escape. Very nice write.

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like the Bard I saw a smokey filled bar..with the blues playing..delightful

[C]

A jewel-toned melody.

[Bard Constantine]

I saw a smoke filled bar filled with lonely souls entranced by the mournful soul sounds of the blues man... absolutely wonderful writing...

[Brad]

that inner siren call, beckoning one to stay outside and play?