"Express it in Eight" Poems written mostly for me, for fun and for anyone who drops by. |
| A xylophone is a sunny, playful thing, its notes popping bubbles that trip over the melody with abandon. Its music a series of loud kisses. Nothing like the violin, or worse, a cello drawing out every pain, moaning and wailing like a Russian poet, weighing on my soul and feeding me through life’s long winter. Written for Express It In Eight TOPIC - Xylophone |