MY FLUTE

Written for the contest..Poetry in Form

MY FLUTE

 

My lips are red

Your holes round dark

Songs red and dark..

 

I can bring lips

Close to songs, yours

In holes they dream.

 

My fingers can awake

Like lightening fluke anon..

Your walk from cakewalk

 

Your songs, my flute,

Will ever suit my

Life caught in solitude

                     

Your songs cascade down

From my clarion call

For union in love

 

My lips ever thirst

My fingers burst forth

For best from you

 

You a docile belle

Your songs, belly full

Ever dally in beauty

 

Never leave me alone

In this lone world

Where stolen songs thrive.

 

 

Never leave me alone.

In this stubborn world

Where molten arts weep.

  

Reviews

[WriterSki7]

Ah K. I would say, love is not your thing.
THis was an interesting poem. I can see you trying to descripe the words as if sang through a flute; but I cannot see it. Regardless, the poem had a nice flow to it. Good job.

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem. My favorite two instruments to hear are the violin and the flute. Poem is beautiful. Detail and description was outstanding. A excellent poem.
Coyote