Silent Nightingale
A rhapsody of
rock and roll rain,
tango twisting winds,
samba snow flakes,
step, skip,
spin and swing.
So the subdued sun
remains solemnly shy
as its orchestra of rays
fail to compose.
Recalling
vivid verdant visions,
a promenade
of naked trees tremble,
serenading melancholic melodies.
On a bitter branch
a nightingale
sits in silence.
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