Friday, 21 April 2017

Becoming music

A piece of music
Of violin, drums and flute fillings
Muse for eternity, amusing me
Bestowing words for my poetry
 
Peck my ears and promptly
Arouse the poet within
Lines I never knew breathed
In the gush of a drum’s beat
 
The peck leads to an affair
Lasting as long as the song
I close my eyes while it lasts
Guiding energies to the apex
 
Like all, it ends where it began
I smile reflexively and repeat
That piece of music
Till I devour
Till I reverberate
Till I become music
 

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