Kohava Ray Poet Free verse

One Night Concert

Music notes of my son's trombone
Sneak out from the front door
Flow into our front yard,
I Follow them 
To find fireflies every where;

The stage is set
Crickets singing like bells
Shades of leaves dancing in the background
Whistling of a distant train
Thunder gives a baritone accent; 

Then and there
An elegant deer appears
Very cautious,
the second to come to 
this one night concert;

We stared at each other 
for a while among hundreds of fireflies
He turned back then, a dark arabesque 
among the dancing shades of the leaves;

I turned myself back too 
into the house where the trombone 
music bounded from walls cheerfully

then another wilderness sound,
the unknown audience applauding

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