Wripples of Love

she critiqued the written words
some she refused to speak out loud
she used humor to laugh
at what she had read.

when the cellist wanted to rehearse the song
she told him she didn't feel comfortable singing
in perfect English: she wished to sound out
the words, and use her voice as an instrument
to fill in the spaces ere she thought
perfect English lacked the sounds of her style.

they sung and played the song
first in a mellow way, than in a soothing soulful
bass casting perception, getting right what she 
thought was wrong. It worked it was suggestful
but she made angry a person
she had said was her friend.
For years they had collaborated and wrote music and lyrics together
the composer became angry when her words were said to have been
perfect English and wronged by the perfection.
she thought her friend could have been more creative in criticizing her work.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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