There once was a lonely abandonee,
Who sat on grass under a willow tree,
Left all alone, feeling so forlorn,
With a broken heart and a sleeve all torn.
To pass the time while the hours flew,
He took to the arts and music, too—
He hired a troupe of a small degree,
And strapped securely a band on knee.
The drummer was drumming a steady beat,
Right on his shin, near his tired feet.
The trumpet blew notes near his knee-cap’s bend,
As the sax played jazz to the very end.
"I may be abandoned," he said with a grin,
"Left out in the cold by my kith and kin,
But no one can say that I lack for glee—
I'm an abandonee with a band on knee!"
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Delightful
Glad of it! Thanks my friend 🙏🏻🕊️
most welcome
A poem with a message as well as a minstrel feel. It speaks to happiness being internal and self determined told in wonderful rhyme and with a mirthful feel it plays its music joyfully. Nicely done my friend
Thanks, Soren; abandoned but not desolate. 👍🏻🕊️
One is never truly abandoned while one has oneself. You are most welcome my friend
If this had a tune to it, you would be singing it.
Then someone would give you into trouble for doing their head in. lol
Oh now I’m of two minds whether or not to out this to music!
Good writeeee A.
Thank theeeeeeee O 🙏🏻🕊️
Hello, arqios,
Light and bright with a delicious play on words. The fellow is to be admired, from loneliness to that great companion - music. Well done, magical.
Fond regards,
Tony.
Thanks muchly dear Tony. Aye, music lifts and brightens 🙏🏻🕊️
Enjoyed the Write. Not letting things get him down by playing Music. 'Without Music, Life would be a Mistake'. As a Philosopher once said . Who's name escapes me.
It must be Nietzsche, aphorism 33 of Maxims and Arrows (Twilight of the Idols) "Ohne Musik wäre das Leben ein Irrtum."
Yes . That's the fella. Thank you for Reading.
Arqios, you've really outdone yourself with this one! 🤣 I'm trying to imagine the logistics of getting an entire jazz ensemble strapped to someone's leg. Talk about a knee-slapping performance! LOL! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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