Symphony
By Janju
SYMPHONYPizzicato patterOf rain upon the street,Rumble of percussionBegins the rhapsody.Bass horn gutters,Water spout bassoons,Heaven, earth in rhythmOn a rainy afternoon.Clarinet dropletsOn dead dry leaves,Flutes and piccolosChirping in the trees.Crashing of the cymbalsWhen puddles meet the tires,Trumpets and French hornsFrom the moving choir.A plethora of music,Not Brahms nor Debussy,God, man and naturecomprising melodies. Written October 31st, 2001 © on Oct 31 2001 01:59 PM PST 0 • 10
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"SYMPHONYPizzicato patterOf rain upon the street,Rumble of percussionBegins the rhapsody.Bass horn gutters,Water spout bassoons,Heaven, earth in rhythmOn a rainy afternoon.Clarinet dropletsOn dead dry leaves,Flutes and piccolosChirping in the trees.Crashing of the cymbalsWhen puddles meet the tires,Trumpets and French hornsFrom the moving choir.A plethora of music,Not Brahms nor Debussy,God, man and naturecomprising melodies...."