Orpheus Poems

The Lyre

“The Lyre” by Chance Wilhite

I know where the lyre lays.
if you listen, you can hear it;
those frayed strings
still echoing the tune of
lovers lost in shadows and light.

It lays in the dancing trees,
but also in the grass next to

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The Lyre

“The Lyre” by Chance Wilhite

I know where the lyre lays.
if you listen, you can hear it;
those frayed strings
still echoing the tune of
lovers lost in shadows and light.

It lays in the dancing trees,
but also in the grass next to

......

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  Chance Wilhite (1 poem about Orpheus)
  August 18, 1992 - Farmington, NM