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The Flowing of Dulcet Melody
By: Adam M. Snow
How sweet it is the swaying of dulcet melody,
only a profound sound like wind to the trees.
A beginning for what was the end;
a music, that does ascend.
It finds the heart and proudly gives in,
to ignore this sweet melody, it would be a sin.
Such peace that comes from dulcet melody,
from a note of an offset key.
It sways with a sound, a beauty to be heard-
like the voice of the morning bird.
How sweet it is, that I bear witness-
a profound sound swaying with a kiss.
Hi Adam, I thought the last line of this poem had a bit of a punch to it because of its ambiguity. You do this in a few of your poems. To the degree that it works, I think it shows talent. Best wishes.