broken and silent
no longer capable
of fulfilling
its purpose
where sweet notes
twanged
a country
song
while feet
swept gracefully
on a floor in dance
who will fix
the silence
mend
the broken body
bring to life
music again
’cause
I fondly
recall
as a youth
the spirit
of that banjo
in my
grandpa’s
hands
gently
coaxing
my feet
as I watched
my parents
move theirs
across
our
basement
floor
Image & Words by ~Keith Alan Hamilton~