A HUNDRED POEMS – 049

Come base-note
feet pondering
ebony-ivory      keys
lyrical phrase —
lift my heart-clef
poised before measure
n’ver a common time
that life       consumes
the chambers
of my music hall
bring to me    my songs
each moment — symphony
the notes fall
but never shatter
only scatter about

:: 04-06-2014 ::

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