Late hear, I heard some beautiful
Serenading, sound calling rhyme
I heard words turned rhythm
Into lyrical vibes mystic yearn
Sudden waves jump melodies
In-tune on each word pronounced
No scratch on leaves
No dent on cotton
No thunder sound on broken voices
Just as beautiful, blue sky shine bright
This was vocal portraits
15 poets, 15 voices, soul searching
I read this a couple of times, beautiful every one. I especially love your fifth stanza. Wonderful!
ReplyDeletepowerful voices and some words that left me in awe of their talent. Thanks for sharing and broadening the world I live in. Your poetry is inspiring. I'm sorry if I disappointed you on my site beause I wrote a story instead of poetry. I would be interested in your honest opinion of a short poem I wrote I call "tears in the rain" http://oldgrizz.blogspot.com/2013/04/tears-in-rain.html
ReplyDeleteYour poetry is awesome and I have just begun to try writing some of it.
Reminds me of the new concept of recording the sound waves of couples saying "I do" at the altar and then making a photo out of it.http://aimee-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/10/sound-wave-art.html
ReplyDeleteNo scratch on leaves... no dent on cotton... LOVE these lines. They give a visual to sound. Well done.
ReplyDeleteI like this, sort of lament with tender undertones. Made me think and set me wondering. Well Done.
ReplyDeleteAwesome!
ReplyDeleteWords definitely can be musical and musical are your words. Each time I read this it says more and more to me. Some words become alive and speak to us.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing a wonderful poem with us for this weeks Theme Thursday. I hope you have been having a great week.
God bless.