Playing Soft Music
by J. G. Pajot
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Those little charges of energy that make us who we are...they often play their melody in our heads...the symphony of life...of being...
I can hear the soft refrain,
Playing deep bass and tenor,
In my tired and aging brain.
It is the song of my life,
The notes are somewhat out of tune,
The sharps cut like a knife.
Yet it is the melody,
The ever changing music of my soul,
That sets me free.
I listen when I can,
When the "real" world does not interfere,
When I can be my own man.
It is a peaceful music,
Full of love and comforting grace,
Sometimes a little cubic,
But never empty of time and space.
I dance within my mind,
I twirl with the confused tunes,
And never fail to find,
A message within its odd runes.
So excuse me if I seem distracted,
If I seem somewhere far away,
If my answers are somewhat protracted,
Because I am in another day.
I cannot change my band,
It is embe dded in my heart,
It is all I have at hand,
And is all I need to start.
So please be aware that I am dancing,
Not in front of you,
But my soul is prancing,
Within eternal morning dew....
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|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Truly lovely sentiments; music is indeed magical, Jim. Thank you for sharing your gift. Love and best wishes to you,
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|Such an uplifting poem, truly enjoyed.|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Simply very moving and the peaceful sounds filled the soul and brought peace.....
|Reviewed by jude forese
|the music of our minds and souls is a symphony that transcends all our physical senses ....
your poem has a wonderful sense of melody ...
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Stunning work...MP3 please...would love to hear this !!
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
A beautiful, haunting melody you play. You're talented: all I can play is the 'tit fer (Cajun style triangle). LOL Thank God for poetry! LOL Well done, I love this introspection.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.