fingers pluck strings soft he sings of the things to come bass notes hum low with drumming sound his queen crowned by profound love rhyme in waltz-time with sublime soft voice that his choice may rejoice, her knight croons of night tryst by light of moon they will soon be in tune, as one.This was written for an Allpoetry Contest "Climbing Rhyme", and won the Gold Trophy
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Minstrel (Than Bauk Climbing Rhyme)
Labels:
climbing rhyme,
Minstrel,
P. J. Murphy poems,
PJ Murphy,
poetry,
Than Bauk
Location:
Wexford, Ireland
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