Diving into the music
Keys splashing melodic
Mists spraying until drenched
Listening to the iridescence
Of monochrome mood
Following vertical smoke
Of Beaufort zero
Drying off in the cool
Insane tranquillity
In the eye of the storm
Wooshed up
And thrown off
To find the wizard
Avant-garde
Off guard
Slipping
Sliding
Glissando
Out!
editors note:
We sustain our holiday hijinx in the warmth of good company; musicians who never die so long as we hear their tunes. That’s a fine brew, indeed! – mh