Fantasia Wishing fully in desperate hours. The chance to see the mandolin Played in the moment of silent shadow. Floating like a thin feather, down To the soft cushion of spring earth. Willful growing in decisive years Of knowing what to expect. Free from the irritation of naivety Apart from the sanctimonious smile of drones in their protective ignorance. Patiently listening as the piano played Its grateful tunes of pleasant tone. In due time and due notes Releasing the inner flame of Universal existence. Phantasmagoric visions of color With the flowing violin. Other wonders of incisive minds Witnessing the array of fantasy imagery In the subtle dreams of the sub conscious. Deft artists filled the space With dulcet sound and quiet peace. Acoustic paradise, rhythmic warmth. Sullen skies broken with a bright ray Of sun on a splendid day.
very nice imagery and stanza structure is very balanced. great job with concrete word choice great job.
