A beached drifter
transcends undefined horizons
of personal lost tides.
Ankles crossed,
upstaged by caffeine conversation,
he smiles.
Unhurried,
lip-cracked penny whistle raised,
waits his moment.
One note,
barely audible, sustained,
compelling.
Emotions opening,
wrung out Earth begins to crumble.
Listen.
I really like the way you have with words 🙂 Great poem.