wooden music (20160904)

words gripping mallets
my rib cage a xylophone
you make my bones sing

Published by crow

I'm a writer and a dabbler. I live in Southern California. View all posts by crow

Poet Rummager September 4, 20169:52 pm

WOW! Fantastique!! I love, love, love this one, Mr. Music Man.
1. Crow September 4, 201610:07 pm
  
  Thank you. I thought you might like it.
  1. Poet Rummager September 4, 201610:11 pm
    
    ❤
Dead Donovan September 4, 20169:55 pm

I shall lend you my ribs if you promise to rap my knuckles, as well. Cool haiku, Crow man!

~PR
sinisterdarksoul September 5, 201611:17 am

I’m at a loss. So wonderfully dark! ^_^
1. crow September 5, 201611:53 am
  
  😉
Katie's Time Travelling Kitchen September 5, 201611:58 am

Love this! 🙂
1. crow September 5, 201611:59 am
  
  Thanks so much! 😄
A.R. Minhas September 5, 20161:13 pm

Our bodies are like instruments… we just need someone to play us. Absolutely loved it! 😃
1. crow September 5, 20161:48 pm
  
  Thanks very much!
  1. A.R. Minhas September 5, 20162:28 pm
    
    You’re welcome! 😃
Elusive Trope September 5, 20162:31 pm

splendidly rendered
1. crow September 5, 20163:31 pm
  
  Thanks!i appreciate your feedback. And good to see you back on the web.
  1. Elusive Trope September 6, 20162:56 pm
    
    thanks. i think it was a needed break, one that has refreshed the old creative blood flow

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