seen sound
July 21, 2010 by elisabethbee
The longer I listen
The more I hear
Birds
Filling up the
space
air
Foreground middle and
Back
Expanding
Painting a picture
Perceived
Patterned
punctuated
seen sound
Strokes of solos’ song
Each individual’s cry
part of a whole
Each to each
class and category
Variety, kind and type all
Call out to the
Noon summer now
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Elisabeth Bee 
Elizabeth, you are much more than a poet, observer, philosopher, and artist. You are a child – in the truest sense – seeing the world from bottom up; taking time to look, point and respond with unfettered simplicity.
I love your work.
Cindy
(brokenpenwriter)