The Music's Paid Poem by Salvatore Ala

The Music's Paid



Breath and brass are familiars
Blending soulful elements

Woods mimic habitat
And voice a common life

All over the world
A percussion is being heard

Strings fuse vibrations
And the earth shudders

Time piecemeals music
To save us from the din

Set in motion
It sways a deafened god

The music's paid
Let us dance until we love

Tuesday, May 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: music
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Carl Roussell 29 May 2018

You have captured what music is to listen to and to play in this poem! A 10.

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