The four musicians in a field

 

The four musicians in a field

(to Alison and the band)

 

A note has touched the cloud, just now.

A bird has stopped over thinking

it may find another of its kind.

Silvers of the sweat drops on the

musician’s forehead glisten.

The open field of a spring fare

is being fiddled with the bow

of nature. Yes, they know how to flow.

Devine music. The four of them.

A group on the act. Four persons,

four sets of lives with ups and downs,

love and languishment, bodies and

problems. Yet in a group they are one.

The music personified.

 

A note touches the cloud. It blushes

an evening. A drop of water.

Someone says that it looks like rain.

They look at each other and with

smiles on the faces, pick up

a new song for the drops.

 

Reviews

[R J Askew]

Great piece of observation...tells us how the four become one. But it is the example at the end of them looking at each other and wordlessly agreeing to carry on playing that shows what the union means. Like the note touching the cloud which is almost visual...maybe the cloud symbolises the emotions in our heads.

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Lovely, great write - can't say its a favorite but it's pretty good.

And I think, not sure about "devine" - i assume you mean "divine"

[Wildfleour]

Just lovely, as always.

[George Love]

Nice work, but for lack of a title!