The Musician Poem by Kostas Lagos
The Musician
The story that follows
is made by words of water
on a day that was snowing
flakes of feathers and perfumes
It was then that I met
a musician that was blowing
his guitar and tambourine
and spoke with images
Feverishly he was composing music
with stardust and honey
but noone could understand it
since it couldn't be heard by ears
"Look carefully at the notes"
he told me with his mouth shut
"watch out, don't let them fall on your head"
he yelled as he was chasing away some birds
A fog of sugar rose
covering his bright eyebrows
He vanished into a rainbow
and his melodies dived into the sea
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4/23/2024 7:02:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
To sail into a rainbow sea in heavy sugar rose fog chasing a vanishing musician bowing notes from his stardust and honey guitar. Ah! A poem of whim and vigor, sweet and salty at the same time. Interesting but I think I have met a couple of musicians that might fit this description.