Monday, May 14, 2012



There was a sigh in the mention of a suggestion. a pause then a glance.
The keys were on the table but nobody left.
Someone lit a cigarette and a box fan took the smoke.
A television rambled in a room down the hall.
A fist on the table followed a giggle in the kitchen.
The phone rang though it didn't matter.
All the switches were flipped except that one.

Heavy steps on wood floors, the boots were well worn.
A moth trapped in the light made the dog look up.
Repeat play of a song, music escaped out the door.
Two candles burned, one on the mantle.
Feet resting on a coffee table.
Why? he asked.
'Cause, she said.

Nobody knew the answer.

Music, anyone?

Today I am grateful for the steady flow of a river.


Chantel said...

So vivid. So quiet.

Loved that song.

Shea Goff said...

I don't know but there is just something about a close up of someone playing the guitar. Their voices are great, the music is good but put that in a video and I'm there. Crazy, huh? ;)