Wind Instruments – A Poem*

Image by Bob McEvoy from Pixabay

Summer’s glow bakes ink off t-shirts

Its waves swaying drapery tassels, as

Potted plants wilt into plucked roses.

Some deploy target fans of paper lace

While others mop handkerchief faces.

Instead of dozing in summer’s billows,

Let us open wide rose paned windows,

Invite in trade winds to play cornetts,

Rehearsing on wood wind instruments,

Swirling summer in cool down minuets,

With breath from the wind of clarinets.


*Inspired by The Aim Was Song by Robert Frost


Published by Suzette Benjamin

Positive thinker, inspiration, sometimes writer, faith

18 thoughts on “Wind Instruments – A Poem*

    1. Yes, hugs and happy faces and smiles to the entire world in song and soothing music. Sounds wonderful (oops pun not intended). Thanks for your lovely comments and fine reading of the poem. Always a pleasure to read your insight. Blessings.๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸŽผ๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ’–

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