wind above, wind below —> sky above, sky below
No doubt, Jonathan, the sunrise looks a bit like blood on the tracks, as it rises to meet you in the morning, and your guitar can no longer rest in its case.
Thank you, Martin, I had that Dylan title ricocheting around in my head for sure.
Beautiful moment captured!
I love your use of strum/strummed. What a lovely word!
Thank you, Denise
Strum strung
My ears hear water rise.
Sun shine above.
Days begin
One track arcs the sky,
Shifts south
Time to stir my coffee.
There’s music in the air.
While your guitar gently sleeps.
No doubt, Jonathan, the sunrise looks a bit like blood on the tracks, as it rises to meet you in the morning, and your guitar can no longer rest in its case.
Thank you, Martin, I had that Dylan title ricocheting around in my head for sure.
Beautiful moment captured!
I love your use of strum/strummed. What a lovely word!
Thank you, Denise
Strum strung
My ears hear water rise.
Sun shine above.
Days begin
One track arcs the sky,
Shifts south
Time to stir my coffee.
There’s music in the air.
While your guitar gently sleeps.