(My last poem for a while.... I think I've written too many.... cheers!)
Oddly
tuned at first
Unrelenting…
The
strings,
Pitched
differently
Managed to hit a
note
The new
sound
Was
strangely comforting;
Easy
A subtle
discovery,
A
different path...
Spontaneously
created
They
coexisted;
Then
synchronized.
Tricky,
in places
The
symbols rearranged
Faintly
stronger each day
Winding
and unwinding
The
warped chords
Grew
tighter
More
definite...
Sound
Turning
to music
Almost
beautiful
Almost
like words...
But then,
the louder it got
The end
Was
seemingly closer too…
The best
part
Always
The
climax...
Soon…
The music
will perish
Only to stay alive
In minds…
you must have "the talk"
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