Tom Simard

Notes

Deep notes
form
from the dusty
earth

rise
to soar
like a
bird
in flight.

Posted in Jazz, Music, Poetry, Writing

Dieu on February 17, 2013 at 4:39 pm said:

Oh wow. This is lovely.

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Suzanne on February 18, 2013 at 11:28 am said:

a very thought provoking poem – I found it very calming to read

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Sue Brown on February 18, 2013 at 12:50 pm said:

Beautiful.

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