An Original Poem.
bent intentionally
his head sways
dancing on the path his finger tips make
brass threads
known by memory
plucked to craft mosaics in a spider's web
strong hands
build melodies of wood and steel
a voice rises to meet you
my soft soprano mingles there
tiny sparkling diamonds
dew drop crystals
adorn the spider's carefully crafted web
memorizing and inviting
beautiful and dangerous
-January 4th, 2016.
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