Look At Them
Look at them, all lonely people
Soaking your words in churned ripple
For in dreams are born, a spiked fire;
Twisting on strings plucked by your pyre
And lines croon, rising breath’s whistle.
Spilled notes creep and rouse life’s riddle
Let it be, verse gropes in vigil
Guitars strumming peace on live wire,
Look at them.
To us you say, make life trickle
Your hands moan for visions fickle;
Telling the world love’s not for hire.
As fused pair, melodies conspire
To ignite true bliss’ desire,
Look at them.
*Rondeau form
*Lennon-Mc Cartney Tandem
*Thanks to my uncles for their Beatles passion
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Contest by Michael Falotico:
What Songwriter or Writers Inspire You
5 July 2012
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