The Sound Of Something Poem by Tony Adah

The Sound Of Something



When I am deaf
And poetry turns me on
Know that it's rendered
In croony mellow tunes;
When so sweet and palpable
It becomes,
The blind see it
And it darts and pops
It walks to the lame
And that's when I prance
And laugh and love it
Rendered for the initiate.

Thursday, June 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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