Germany in August

Listen now

In the meadow near

Old sheep stalls

Musicians performing

Mosquitos dancing

Take up knitting

The suggestion came

For the singer songwriter

Less rhyming,

More sequence.

Out of touch

I ordered

A whatever schnapps.

Last week 

I inherited
music from Larry Fishkind.

He was
a one of a kind
tuba player.

Unknown to him
he graciously
bequeathed to me
a short stack of scores
folksongs, Christmas carols
Copeland Americana

All without words.
It's time
For new ones
A binary orbit
Star adventure
One foot in tune
With the other