one high note
then a few more
hesitant
brief piping of a recorder
in the hands of the child
across the road
suddenly stopped
a small music
yet full of hope
Written for Friday Writings #128 at Poets and Storytellers United, where we are invited to write about something small. I decided to write mine in the small form I've been playing with lately: textu (160 characters exactly, including title and spaces).
