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Kristel Settles

Kristel had some old scores to settle for good or for better

She had tried the violin with no significant results other

Than a crystalline chandelier shattering quite frequently

When she raised the bow after too shrieking concertos

In search of achievement performance and other’s acclaim

It reminded her of Oscar in Grass’ tin drum in which the

Protagonist refused to grow but sang at the top of his voice

Maybe she had to be arrested in silence and mute retreat

Instead she had to beat the drum and attack the membranes

Of a different instrument banging from the crest of her soul

She thought to herself to be rather good at it until the neighbours

Asked for an injunction for when the message failed to appease

A tambourine then and she became major but for minor disruption

But she longed for a more central part in her own drama and flow

And would not stay further backstage before and after the curtain

A faded tapestry it turned out to be when her inside kept aching

A silent walk on or a mime in the shadows of subtle diversion but

She sought more than a hobby or discharge of darkness in her quest

Wanted to be heard and not only seen when the narrator upstaged her

Out of nowhere crisp corals of her lonely tune come into rhythm

When Kristel chorded her vocal crescendo free from constraint

She found her voice struck all octaves and blossomed sotto voce

At first it was not apparent where harmony came from and whether

Cadences pretended to cover up discord or claimed syntheses’ mask

Yet when she abandoned personae she soon accorded music and peace

11th February 2019

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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