
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
They emerge deep at night
To play tunes out of sight
Giants, trolls, hoards of sprites
To the bridge they alight
Where they’ll sing till first light.
If you listen, you might
Catch a tune fleeting bright
Ode to sax stuck upright.
For the A Photo A Week Challenge: Music
I love your poem. It is so fitting for the photo. Wonderful! Thanks for joining the challenge!
LikeLiked by 1 person
🙂 Thanks! Glad you liked it. Made me smile to imagine what goes on with these ever-inviting sax at night. Perfect fit for neighboring mountain trolls. 😉
LikeLiked by 1 person