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Zither
Hark the zither sounds like a melody,
reminding me of spring,
of birds singing in revelry,
all joys which bring
a serenity of a troubled soul.
Fingers pluck the tight chords,
vibrating sounds ears can't control,
echoes like fjords.
The vibrating sounds propagate the air,
Invented in the east;
An ecstasy you hardly bear,
truly a feast.
12 January 2023
Writing Challenge - Zip, Zig, Zag, Zing Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Placed 2
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Victor Buhagiar
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