A Night Time Symphony

Night time emptiness. eyes searching for light.

the candles flicker. the music wondrous.

a charming little fest. a final round of applause.

the girl on piano was purple & naked. she smiled as she danced on the keys.

the clarinet girl was tall & so slim. she stood on her heels & buckled her knees, with each tap of the rapperty beat.

then laughing at the trombonist, finger in his ear, the drummer beside him breaking his sticks

my favourite – the choir singing for god’s worth. destroying the lead & embarrassing the tenor,

two died in a mishap when the triangle fell. but no-one really noticed & the tickets were cheap.

late night escape with a girl from the Ninth. Beethoven smiles, a kiss of triumph.

(c) Ed Simkins