At around dusk on a late summer evening,
by the dark woods on the banks of the river Arc ,
Sitting under the shade of a climber covered tree,
Watching geese and ducks return to the river,
Accompanied by the sounds of flowing water
I took my flute lessons in Nature's own theatre..
...till an army of angry red ants decided to give
some stinging criticism to end the cacophony..!
4 comments:
try to rhyme if what u've written is a poem
LOL!! you're a riot mate!!! keep writing!!
arun
(ur evil twin from skool!!)
Sometimes cacophany can be as pleasing to hear as symphony...so is this 'poem' without any rhyme or rythm...Too good!!
This one was first written as a part of the blog entry- Lingering memories.
Some indenting, carriage returns, commas and ...s later, I had to put it in a separate entry !
Yes, after the comments I gave a thought on the rhyme..but it would been a lousy on "Sandha Nayam"..
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