Matthew Anish Poet Free verse

Walking Towards Evermore

Sound cutting through 
the urban atmosphere
   Awaken sleeping city dwellers
Fierce winds blow but the sounds continue
    The sound of brass instruments and voices 
Voices, voices - chanting and delighting the senses 
    of the asphalt homeland 
It always comes down to this:
  Silence is gorgeous 
  but the right sounds 
improve the spirit and the body 
Dancing notes in the air 
Awaken the "chi" 
and cause shadows to flee
An unreal joy 
  seeps in thorough the void
As we walk towards evermore 
Each note becomes a step on our perilous path

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Donna Jones December 8, 2013 at 7:44 PM What an outstanding poem Matthew...the right sounds..different for everyone I think...enjoyed this tonight....

Andrea Dietrich December 6, 2013 at 6:56 PM Have fun in Israel. The time is coming quickly!!

Connie Marcum Wong November 30, 2013 at 11:52 PM Bliss is home and what this poem makes me think of with your line about the 'dancing notes in the air'. A real beauty Matthew!

Joe Maverick November 30, 2013 at 12:26 PM Interesting symbolisim a journey on notes Matthew, hope you are well all the best for the coming holidays..'

Nette Onclaud November 28, 2013 at 10:12 AM sheer pleasure to walk with you on this lovely path as if ime forgets the meaning of evermore... i drool, matthew; superb!..huggs

Andrea Dietrich November 27, 2013 at 2:10 AM another gem in your collection!! Matt, I won't be around for a short while. So just wanted to wish you a great thanksgiving Day . Maybe I will read your book on my trip!!

Ken Carroll November 26, 2013 at 11:55 AM Hey Matt, Nice slice of life write my friend.. Peace, Ken

Ilene Bauer November 25, 2013 at 8:06 PM i love your city poems! only those crazy city folk among us can appreciate how addicting those noises and people can become, and you capture that so well in your poems...