prodigy July 14, 2014 tell-tale timber songs escape well pressed lips you learned to play the bridge by ear for the morning crowd & the church mice scampering smugly savouring crumbsunder your feet 2014-Rene Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels Magpie Tales micro poetry Poem poetry Poets United Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments 21 WitsJuly 15, 2014 at 12:52 AMOh my those silly mice!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyJinksyJuly 15, 2014 at 1:12 AMTimber songs, eh? From the woodwind section, no doubt?! LOLReplyDeleteRepliesReplyCait O'ConnorJuly 15, 2014 at 3:13 AMThis is a lovely poem.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySilent Otto July 15, 2014 at 8:06 AMWell sone, Spitfire ! ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyEddie BluelightsJuly 15, 2014 at 3:36 PMVery enjoyable ~ Eddie :)ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyTess KincaidJuly 16, 2014 at 8:12 PMLovely...I can hear the music!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyOther MaryJuly 17, 2014 at 10:25 PMPlaying by ear is always best.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyIndigo RothJuly 20, 2014 at 4:07 PMOoooh, this is evocative. And a lovely photo xReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Please drop a penny in a poet's hat :
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Oh my those silly mice!
ReplyDeleteTimber songs, eh? From the woodwind section, no doubt?! LOL
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteWell sone, Spitfire !
ReplyDeleteVery enjoyable ~ Eddie :)
ReplyDeleteLovely...I can hear the music!
ReplyDeletePlaying by ear is always best.
ReplyDeleteOoooh, this is evocative. And a lovely photo x
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