a
be-headed
(time-pieced) observes
words
fly out of my piano key
slicing
quarter
notes to meet
your
need
to be-come
surreal (really)?
i spread orange mar-mal-
aid
its
silvered
image
bleeding openly on
my
toasted
tomorrows
as
range of emotion
delivers
first soprano to your
other
love
to your other lover
obscure
the missing hand
paused
(me)
silent
us?
question:
aria
final per-formance
bkmackenzie 2019
copyrighted
posted for d'verse Open Link Night
An ejoyable read. I like the word play in this piece. Clever and creative. Thanks for sharing. :)
ReplyDeleteAn intriguing post....like the "aria" ending.
ReplyDeleteSuggestion: might you add a Tag or link to dVerse so others can find our site and post here as well? http://dversepoets.com
Wonderful to have you here...hope you'll also drop by on Mondays and Tuesdays when we have particular prompts including dVerse's unique quadrille and prosery.
Wow! Stellar write... Such confidence and flair on show in this piece. Delightful - my favourite read so far...
ReplyDeleteThe marmelaid... what a lovely line-break, love this read Barbara.
ReplyDeleteWoww wowww wowww!!❤️ I love this powerful play upon words here especially; "i spread orange mar-mal-aid its silvered image bleeding openly on my toasted tomorrows."❤️
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