Monday, January 30, 2012

In the Melodic Equivalent Of

image borrowed from bing

in the melodic equivalent of

in the melodic equivalent of
the mind’s eye, the inner
ear holds patterns of
vibrations that only the
heart understands –
the sound of stalks
brushing against the mid-
morning sky, the soft
padding of bare feet
across cold tiles,
your deep resounding
voice across the
telephone wires

Yi Ching Lin

Posted over on her site Yi's Bits


Anonymous said...

Excellent, I love waking up to the sound of your poems

yi-ching lin said...

that is so lovely and sweet. thank you, y