![]() "Grand Pause"A Poem by MacPrologue Let's begin with a steady pulse. . . thump thump thump Then add a deep growl. . . thump twang thump twang thump Later, we will bring in a sporadic, heavenly chord. . . chord thump twang chord chord thump chord twang chord thump chord chord And now, the voices. . . In a season-less fit against your country, we find you breathing on bended knee, conductor to your fading fanfare; Outside your cell, Gardenias bloom a captivation, a smell, a sonata to your only free senses; Here, we find you. . . You who spent half-lives waiting at bus stops, resting for a whole beat; You who walked to battered beats, swiping distinguished men's handkerchiefs that bore mistress's monograms. . . You who slowed to a cadence, You whose conscience decrescendo-ed, measuring up to your solitude under these dark city lights; Here, we find you. . . You who now lurk beneath an unknown omniscient, crawling over ruined thoughts, rummaging through sharps and flats, trying to find the pieces of the perfect broken chord midst the grime of this city's fingernails; Here we find you starry-eyed to your nocturne that plays behind your aria, the audience awaiting your grand pause You bow
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Added on February 21, 2015 Last Updated on February 21, 2015 Author![]() MacConway, ARAboutI went to college for Creative Writing, of which I did not finish. I now write in my free time in hopes of one day publishing my work. One of the fears I have to face is making an online presence - .. more..Writing
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