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11 Aug 2013, 9:38 am

this poem describes the pull music has on me


Music Junkie


Harvest song evaporates,
Pleasant tones build on innate tones,
Secrets revealed,
Lyrically spilling soul
Mind-addicted to words,
Trapped on the lows
Desperate longing,
Flapping hands,
Excitement garnered,
From resonating bands,
Foot-stepping-mind-ebbing-flow
Caught in souls webbing
Universal appeal
Wrenching heart
The pull of realness
Exficiated by sounds
The relateable, rhythmical,
Volumated clouds,
That sprinkle seasonal bliss
in various mists
A music junkie with a classical twist
Soul-speaking-out-reaching-
You read my mind in the nick of time
A pull that digs within.

copyright2013@Erik Estabrook


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