The Love of Music

abigfatcanofworms Personal Reflection December 9, 2020 1 Minute

Coy as raindrops
secret on the window
secret on the leaf belly
sneaking
glistening
haunting from within

Then pounding chords
and smattered drums
a thunderstorm incarnate
it rumbles
sexy chocolate
like a hug that doesn't slack

Now run me over 
with  fairy steps
ingenious and tapsy
dance light
intricate web
such soft and perfect feet

We're slowing now
we're aching now
the ghosts of ends are here
hold, breathe
this yoga pose
a final, glowing ember of sound.

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Published December 9, 2020

6 thoughts on “The Love of Music”

Mason Bushell says:

December 10, 2020 at 1:48 am

You created a beautiful flow with your wonderfully descriptive words here. Well done.

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1. abigfatcanofworms says:
  
  December 10, 2020 at 10:02 pm
  
  Thanks. 🙂
  
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sarcasticfringehead says:

December 11, 2020 at 1:09 pm

Music is soooo hard to describe and yet you did! I love the last stanza especially the yoga metaphor.

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1. abigfatcanofworms says:
  
  December 11, 2020 at 1:14 pm
  
  Thanks. I am glad you felt it worked. My husband didn’t connect to it at all. 🙂
  
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  1. sarcasticfringehead says:
    
    December 11, 2020 at 1:15 pm
    
    One must have a deep love of music and words to get it I think.
    
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  2. abigfatcanofworms says:
    
    December 11, 2020 at 1:17 pm
    
    Maybe. 🤷‍♀️. He was happy to take all the blame for not getting it. Poetry isn’t his forte but he’s very generous in listening to mine on a regular basis. And most of it he has some kind words for. So I guess you win some, you lose some.
    
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