I heard a tuneOf poets and writers,Calling my penShouting out to my ink.The violin sangAnd I listened,Its tune told tales-Of olden fantasiesOf ancient folkloreOf classical myth,Its melody spokeOf elven creaturesIn the woods,Of church tapestryIn medieval… | Chukwudi Isaac May 28 | I heard a tune Of poets and writers, Calling my pen Shouting out to my ink. The violin sang And I listened, Its tune told tales- Of olden fantasies Of ancient folklore Of classical myth, Its melody spoke Of elven creatures In the woods, Of church tapestry In medieval times, Of battles and wars, Between ancient empires Now I hum in glee As I follow its riffs And I close my eyes As I follow the notes Once more, Let me go and listen To the tune, Of poets and writers... (c) Chukwudi I. | | | | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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