Unfinished Symphony

Twiglet #4 prompt by Marilyn Braendeholm


The sky was pearly blue chiffon

draped behind bare limbs of oak

when we met by accident that day.

You singing on a grey-brown twig

an aria as the wind teased a tender

tune. I sat on a mossy mound

spell-bound by each melodious trill.

Awful silence when you winged away

that’s left me yearning for your encore.


Reposted for  imaginarygardern Imagined By Marian on  





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