Wind Chimes

Random riffs,

tunes that shift

like colored glass

when broken for

kaleidoscopes -

through which I hear

instead of see

the patio's moonlight

cafe, whose patrons

clink spoons against rims

of tall tumblers

sweating dew

into tea-stained shadows.

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