Re: Ode to Music
I drag in every syllable
as if they connect into
a transiently present
and stable line
with which I can now
feverishly reel in
the burdensome anchor
that has fallen
deep into the brackish depths
of my swampy psyche
With this sung line
I free my vessel
as the breath
from which it was blown
fills my sails
with robust momentum
to float upon
its melodic waves
into a sun-filled
and joyous future.
If only for a a few moments in time. . .
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Say hello to my frontal lobe.
Last edited by wisefool; 03-08-2019 at 04:29 PM..
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