up on the roof

 

up on the rooftop of paul g's apartment

marketa is singing softly to herself

 

the moon a day or so past half full

or empty

 

she is singing chords as she can   singing odes   names   

this is what i hear   

 

greta   charles   nina   billie   

and more   names she has collected along the way

 

she is communing   is my best guess   

with kindred spirits

 

she sings softly on the roof of paul g's apartment

under a night sky   bright and clear   

 

the moon a day or so past half full

or empty

 

 

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2020-02-04 at 06:43

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Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Soft and dream-like. You create an interesting story within these 14 lines. A post-modern sonnet, a form I keep coming back to, in your voice.
2020-02-04