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Musical Therapy

Musical thoughts consume my brain Beautiful melodies keeping me sane Half notes and whole notes play in my head Harmonious playing keeps me from seeing red Blood pressure goes up as if in crescendo Sweet sounds of music lower it as in decrescendo Your words constantly peck at my mental like staccato I notice how you’re always trying to control the tempo Like a dal segno al fine, I’m going to end this I refuse to repeat myself, this is not a musical bis I turn up the volume and hear the steady rhythms Saxes, snares, cellos, and violins The richness of the composition steadies my pulse With music my therapy, I need nothing else!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/10/2012 5:58:00 PM
Yes, musical therapy is good for the soul.Well written Constance, like it. - oxox love Anne-Lise
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Constance Gilmore
Date: 3/10/2012 6:00:00 PM
Thank you very much for the compliment and I appreciate you reading my poem! :)

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