4.18.2014

Dancing Down Bay Road

Sun sings low red
at the horizon, you string
twinkly lites around
a grand piano on your front lawn.
I don’t know you, but have
forgotten how to dance.
May I join?

For my own occasional music prompt to the Real Toads: Working On That
Posted by Marian at 9:30 PM
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4 comments:

  1. Kerry O'ConnorApril 19, 2014 at 9:29 AM

    Thoughts full of both possibilities, a way, perhaps, to break free of reservations.

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  2. GraceApril 19, 2014 at 8:05 PM

    Sure, why not ~ I live the invitation ~ Happy Easter Marian ~

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  3. AnonymousApril 20, 2014 at 12:52 AM

    Just got a flash of that young Bob Dylan , somehow, even though it's a piano and not a guitar. :) ~

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  4. MarianApril 20, 2014 at 11:04 AM

    yeah and why oh why the piano on the front lawn? must be an invitation.

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