variations
Posted to Poetry
by Tim Cunningham on 2002-02-13 01:51:00
A single bird whistles in vain
that's all it does
everyday, one song,
with variations off course,
but the same old theme
Open windows, perhaps cracked
give way to the flow
of sound, sneaking in
three chairs, table and a clock
more is comfort
blocking away the sound
cutting of the ear
nothing boring, we have
heard it all before
same plot, scheme and riddle,
but the variation...
listen, adore,
this dusty chair,
do we need more?
