Wind Chimes Poem by james watkin
Wind Chimes
Guiters nimbly beat in
Flamenco dancing.
Violins, their cousins
In high class prancing.
While chime hearts, in aerial
Spectral ballets ring.
India, from a sitar
Wafts with clarity.
A paradise of islands
From ukelele.
While from chimes, scent-pictures
Of porches journey.
Tuesday, October 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: garden,music,scent
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