September 15th, 2025
by Sean Robertson
Rain slick roadside
Wheels glide on distant streets
He fingers the keys
Beautiful lines
On the architect's page
She moves closer
Her chair screeches
Matches the key
The trumpet answers
From the dimly lit stage
Calloused fingertips
On smooth skin
On coiled strings
The bass walks
Like shoes on pavement
Not a single known soul
Improvised faces
Appearances modulated
With each harmonic change
All seven modes, and more
Never the same
They leave together
The melody follows
Drone of engines
The silent rests
About the Poet
Sean Robertson resides in Dunfermline, Fife, Scotland.
Read the poet's biography and Wax Poetry and Art publications
on Sean Robertson's Artist Page.
This poem is included in Poetry World #13,
published in the Wax Poetry and Art Library.
Previously published in Edinburgh Poetry Magazine:
The Sensation is Greedy
by Ana-Mariya Boykova Simeonova
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