Spoleto Chamber Music Poem by Sam Mauzy

Spoleto Chamber Music



In morning sky unfurled, a seabird soared,
And puffed above, a monster sphinx held sway;
I meant to tell the girl who worked at breakfast
Her visage did enrich the promised day.

The paper quickly read was cast aside;
If there be nothing new, then what's the news?
A crowd of tourists headed helter-skelter,
Their turns and stops impossible to cruise.

At last, the artists bless the multitude,
Confine us to ourselves when they convey
In hush, I must confess, a holy sound;
O how they rescue us! O how they play!

I meant to write a sonnet, but, alas,
The time for rhyme and reason now is past.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 04 August 2013

I meant to write a sonnet, good write, I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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