...or, to provide the full title, 'The sounds and fragrances swirl through the evening air' :>)


Swirls

That evening, as a full moon rose,
she played their piano for a while
a tune of subtle swirls and slows
and he, though ill, began to smile.

She played their piano for a while;
the scent of night-stock wafted in
and he, though ill, began to smile
an owl outside performed a spin.

The scent of night-stock wafted in
with memories of kinder years;
an owl outside performed a spin
the sounds were pleasing to his ears.

With memories of kinder years,
a tune of subtle swirls and slows;
the sounds were pleasing to his ears
that evening, as a full moon rose.




Poetry by Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-01-21 at 19:42

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I love that you've caught something as ephemeral as the sound of swirls.
2019-01-25


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautifully done.
2019-01-21


LFD3
It's truly a gently swirly po with soft suggestions of everything entwined. Having enjoyed the aroma of night stock, Im there with you all right now ( sorry to intrude)
2019-01-21