RHYTHMS IN ZEPHYR
To my space in the garden,
I assign my chair, to watch
The breeze play the puppet master
As i sit in my prescribed seat,
I envy her charm, she can
Choreograph, with swan-like grace
If she so wills,
Or if she so wills, with firey tang
Of the flamenco,
She's gentle today, bordering zephyr.
RHYTHMS IN ZEPHYR © gillena cox 2016
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[my video of choice today: Trinidadian panist Andy Narell - we kinda music]
