Sittin’ and Strummin’
Making my mandolin music magically
Billowing breeze blows benignly
while dazzling diminutive dragonfly dances,
darts,
then dips,
freely floating,
finds fretboard finger, finally, in repose
Red-breasted robins run,
ramble,
recede,
reappear
turning, turning, turning
to
the
tune
Beautiful bright-blonde butterflies
flit and
fluttter
becalm and bask
in
late-spring sun
perched presently on
perennial purple pond iris
Playing “On and On” outdoors
on this awe-inspiring afternoon
with well-loved warm-sounding
traditional A-shaped mandolin
8 thoughts on "Sittin’ and Strummin’"
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A lyrical treat. I can hear the strumming on the mandolin and picture your audience in nature.
Thank you for your kind and perceptive words, Virginia Lee Alcott.
An alliterative delight on a beautiful day! Do know Sam Bush and his mandolin?
Thank you for your gracious comments, Sylvia. Yes, I am familiar with progressive bluegrass mandolinist Sam Bush.
I love the movement and alliteration of this piece!
Your words of kindness are appreciated, Shaun. Thank you for the helpful comment
beautiful.
love: dazzling diminutive dragonfly dances,
darts,
then dips,
freely floating,
finds fretboard finger, finally, in repose
Thank you, Pam, for your kind comment. Much appreciated