On my early walk
I passed a group of musicians
Under the bridge
It sounded like
They were tuning their instruments
In preparation
For a concert
Perhaps a twilight one on the bank
The notes
Bouncing off
each other —Boing boing — like hollow
rubber balls
banjo frogs
amongst the rocks and reeds already
drawing a crowd
John Malone 
Very nice… I love the being boing banjo frog end.
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thanks, Worms; you’ve got to have a spot of magic in every poem , I reckon 🙂
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Wonderful. I could hear them tuning up as I read it.
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thanks Hobbo; that’s what I wanted to convey 🙂
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how wonderful, i could imagine it!
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it was a magic moment, under the bridge 🙂
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Beautiful poem and the lines inspiring 👌🌷🙏🌷
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so glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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Thank you and so welcome 🙏:)
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Wonderful. I love banjo frogs.
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I thought when they really got going they’d break into ‘Duelling Banjos’ from ‘Deliverance’ 🙂
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😂
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If it weren’t for music, the world would be a far worse place than it already is.
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that is so true, Neil: music keeps us sane; even in the depths of the pandemic it was being played and enjoyed 🙂
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Ah, love the acoustics beneath a bridge. Makes the notes swell up and fill every available space.
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we just caught them at the right moment 🙂
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Now that is a musical assortment of man and nature. Could hear them well. 🙂
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thanks Terveen: it’s like anything else: you’ve just got to be there at the right time 🙂
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I could hear them as I read it.
Is this what they call underground music?
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hahahaha; Ulle, where do you come up with these zingers ? I can see you as part of a comedy writing team: I wonder if they produce comedies down your way 🙂
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Hey, it’s all water, frogs and banjos under the bridge.
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hahaha; I like that bouncy comment 🙂
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One hopes your passing didn’t disturb the music-makers; concentration must be had for every note that’s plucked.
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I trod very quietly; it was the other peds that troubled the frogs’ concentration 😦
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Love the sounds, perfect for this final concert. Great catch, John.
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it would have been a concert worthy of recording 🙂
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Such a whimsical poem. It hit my auditory nerves perfectly. 😀
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wow! thanks Eden; I enjoy very much your musical offerings —
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