Mysterious to me are these melodies
These sounds in time combined and arranged
Metronomically
In mathematical tedium
Exact and true
It’s got to be an anomaly
Absurd to me are these harmonies
And how they arise
To ebb and flow
Creatively, eternally from such confines
With boundless passion
Breaking free
Unceasingly
To dance a jig or clap and cheer
Or stir my heart and nudge a tear
It lifts me up and fills my mind
With memories
Of moments and places and faces
And reminds me
How dull life would be
Without the extravagant gift of it
Categories:
metronomically, music,
Form: Free verse
No one frustrates me like you do.
Blood rush to the head, pounding
pulsing metronomically.
No one makes me scream like you.
Banshee wails then growling
rabidly foaming at the mouth
No one makes my pressure rise like you.
I don't despise or detest or loathe
the way I do for you
No one makes me laugh like you
Love nothing more than you
Be safe and sound, take care, won't you?
I'll never have a son like you.
25th July 2011
Categories:
metronomically, dedication, devotionme, me,
Form: Free verse