Wednesday, April 29, 2009

if you were blind in bruges you'd know this music


hooves on cobblestone
clop clop briskly
clop clop clop
closer now
you hear the ching ching
of harness rings
the rattle of wheel
on cobblestone

1 comment:

A Brit in Tennessee said...

What a beautiful poem...
I can just hear the clippitey clop:)