Sip by sip
life drips on.
The glass of wine
that needs be
refilled.
While the piano
plays its tumbling
diamonds.
It rains outside,
rain,
life drips on.
The glass of wine
that needs be
refilled.
While the piano
plays its tumbling
diamonds.
It rains outside,
rain,
time’s shafts
and the roar
of life’s lines.
In front, a pageant
of life’s lines.
In front, a pageant
of window-panes.
Panes, pains.
In the end it seems
all we can do
is gaze.
Vast rain
Panes, pains.
In the end it seems
all we can do
is gaze.
Vast rain
on the world’s strand.
What’s more
to understand?
Play, dear piano, play.
Play, dear piano, play.
2 comments:
What's more, indeed? I very much liked this. A quiet melody, but an effective one.
I like the tumbling diamonds of the piano playing on against the rain...
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