the giant oak swayed
back and forth in unison
to the wind chime’s melody
the chime hanging onto the oak’s limb
by a very fine line
I would have liked to believe that
it was a dance of accompaniment
a harmonious joining
but it was the breeze that
gave them their synchronicity
and in the stillness
when the air held its breath
they had nothing in common at all

 

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Maria dips her toes into both poetry and prose. She was born in Hong Kong but resides in the United Kingdom and has worked in education in some guise or other for most her adult life.

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