A Soundless Song


A frozen wave from the roadside

Between the dreamy trees marching backwards


A goat mercilessly tearing

At the petticoats of a tree unable to flee


Bloated cows crunching mouthfuls

Of helplessly trembling verge side grass


A boyman sitting on the coiling trunk

Of a fallen tree gone dry

Plucking on the fishing twine strings

Of a tin banjo

A soundless song for you as you drive past


One Response to “A Soundless Song”

  1. Lucy Macnab Says:

    Chris, wow, thank you for all your word pictures. It is such a powerful thing to have you writing from far away but bringing us so close to where you are with sights and sounds like this.

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