Music

Melody fills me,
vibrations of sound, touch me.
Music is our glove.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Mason Avatar
August 15, 2009 at 11:10 AM
Good write here, Jessica. I think this is the Senryu form though which has the same syllable line count (5,7,5) as a Haiku but it covers human activity where the haiku is about nature. If you drop the word "up" in the first line then you'll have 5 syllables as the word mel-o-dy has 3 . Hope you don't mind my critique here because the idea is awesome and the last line says it all!! "Melody fills me, vibrations of sound touch me, music is our glove." Awesome !!
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August 13, 2009 at 3:47 PM
So much truth shared about the experience of music in this poem. I like the uplifting feel of the opening line. Keep on writing. Karen
Dvorkis Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 1:44 PM
well put. songwriting and poetry are very linked for me. they both have a strong focus on rhythm and flow. music can even be easier sometimes when the lyrics aren't the only thing carrying the piece so you can be a bit lax with meaning just to get a decent rhyme. In poetry they're called forced rhymes (like love and glove) but in music you can pretty much get away with it:)
Fraser Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 11:15 AM
Delighful Haiku Jessica>>James
Curcio Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 9:32 AM
A wonderful haiku. Brava!
Devonshire Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 8:19 AM
Amazing how such a glove can fit any size hand. They say it can even "soothe the savage beast." Music is a gift, just as your poem is. Lovely, Jessica! Love, Carolyn
Higgins Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 7:52 AM
Music is our glove is a nice line...lovley poem.
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