The Melody of Lockdown
I reach my hand up to the skyand touch a silencesoft as a silken spider’s web. The only sound, in blossom-laden trees,are songbirds,their twitter like a whisper in my ear predicting, perhaps, this momentwhen the world came to a haltwhere grounded planes liberated the skies. Atop a garden wall a child smiles“one, two, three – […]
The Melody of Lockdown
I reach my hand up to the skyand touch a silencesoft as a silken spider’s web. The only sound, in blossom-laden trees,are songbirds,their twitter like a whisper in my ear predicting, perhaps, this momentwhen the world came to a haltwhere grounded planes liberated the skies. Atop a garden wall a child smiles“one two three – […]