Chasing The Sounds Of A Remembered Flute

Chasing the sounds of a remembered flute,
And not choosing a route from where to begin...
Can be unsettling for the one undecided,
If it was a piccolo used with an octave higher.
Or if the flute thought heard,
Was not in fact,
A clarinet?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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