Sunday, February 2, 2014

The Duet - A Magpie Tale

Posted by Tess Kincaid as a writing prompt for Mag 205

The Duet

I watch from the door.
You don't see me, you staring
out the wide window,
turned in Egyptian
profile and gauze gowned for sleep,
still glowing from steam.
I gave you your wrap
of terry, then tracked your scent
to our room nearby.

Oh, you were not there
though I thought you'd be waiting.

So I have come here
and find you sitting
above the keys, with your toes
working melody
in the harmonic
duet of our hope and truth.

At least so I hope.

‎February ‎2, ‎2014 11:24 AM


  1. Oh I can see her there...all towel-turbaned and Egyptian...

  2. Very different! "in the harmonic
    duet of our hope and truth." I like that.

  3. ...and my fingers are crossed for them both!

  4. I agree with the earlier comments - original, imaginative and lovely.


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