finding a hum
on the air, letting it
land on my lips
all the blue day
it sings me
December 15, 2018 by Rosemerry
finding a hum
on the air, letting it
land on my lips
all the blue day
it sings me
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged hum, improvisation, poem, poetry, song | 4 Comments
A lovely lightness here.
thank you!
Thanks! Reminds me of Pooh Bear. “…seemed to him a Good Hum, such as is Hummed Hopefully to Others.”
“The more it
snows-tiddely-pom,
The more it
goes-tiddely-pom
The more it
goes-tiddely-pom
On
Snowing….”
I am a big pooh bear fan, too!! Thanks for the smile