February 11, 2023

HIS  DESK – HIS DRUM

 

His desk became a drum –

tapping it – tap tap – with

the tips of his fingers – but

what he really wanted was

to come up with a poem –

that does what a primitive

drum does – music, a beat,

getting the spirit in a reader

dancing – moving – wandering

and wondering - the new. Tap.

Type. To get that sound out from 

under your sleeping inner, inner self.

Tap, tap, tap and running with it.

 

© Reflections, Andy Costello