Tempo
Drums pulse earthen shapes
gongs sound estuaries,
trumpets trill green tracery,
pan pipes fireweed blossoms,
I tweedle breathlessly -
the music stops.
Soul, clap your hands,
that I may dance.
--Patricia Crane
(Copyright 2001)
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Tempo Drums pulse earthen shapes gongs sound estuaries, trumpets trill green tracery, pan pipes fireweed blossoms, I tweedle breathlessly - the music stops. Soul, clap your hands, that I may dance. --Patricia Crane (Copyright 2001) |
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