Eavesdropping Poem by Clive Culverhouse

Eavesdropping

Rating: 4.5

hey, do not listen when I play my beloved jaw harps
all breaths circle air becoming flavours of our mood
my breaths are from valleys too magmatic to bridge
with semantics of music, no, I keep my own demons
well attired and those tones… are toffee and tomato

Sunday, October 29, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: introspection,meditation,music
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Eavesdropping poem by Clive Culverhouse
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