And The Horn Blows Once More

And The Horn Blows Once More

a poem by Chris T.

 

 

I fill my lungs with air to toot my horn

Blow and inhale in my bravado

Calling forth what once was born

Like some aging latin desperado

And the horn blows once more

 

The plumage is brilliant and full of color

For my palate never lacks skill

As beautiful as a crisp new dollar

Hoping to give someone a thrill

And the horn blows once more

 

Do not try to play my tune

For the nuance you will lack

One cannot outshine the moon

Or make its brilliance slack

And the horn blows once more

 

I will not wait for praise in earnest

For my patience treads on thin ice

My pomposity burns as a furnace

With an arrogance not so nice

And the horn blows once more

 

Armstrong’s cheeks were not as full

For mine emits that crowing sound

My trumpet stops the charging bull

Silencing the howling hound

And the horn blows once more

 

For no one can hear the voice of friends

Or the counsel of wise men

Never knowing how far grace extends

For the tune has outplayed the pen

And the horn blows once more

Author's Note

Sometimes when the Lord convicts he does so completely. The last couple of weeks the Lord has been working on my humility, or sometimes, lack of it. I have repented and I feel I am on a better, more modest path. In dealing with myself, I wanted to write a piece about the futility of my braggadocio. I hope it speaks to someone who needs to put down their shiny banner and take up God’s humble spirit. Here is my poem. Enjoy

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Deadly.

[Amila Jay]

Great write:)

[Don Shaw]

Great poem. Nice flow and great structure.

[Dove]

The flow of this piece is great, its emotional and beautiful. There are so many great lines inside of this poem, this piece is just great. Imagery was right on cue. Keep up the amazing work!

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

I love the flow and the repeating lines in this... very nice, also love these two lines:
"One cannot outshine the moon
Or make its brilliance slack"

[Rose of Gondor]

Beautiful, emotional poem. Beautiful imagery as well. :)

[patricia]

Some great lines here. I especially loved the third and last stanza. I enjoyed the ring of this very much. Thanks.

[Kat Collins]

Stunning! It reminds me of blowing the Shofar. The sound of the Shofar blew from the dark clouds on Mt. Sinani, causing all of Israel to tremble in awe. The shofar says, "Awake, sleepers from your sleep, and slumberers arise from your slumber!"

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Great flow and rhythm almost like self reflection with the message of this piece. I enjoyed this. Wonderfully penned. Great write.

[Enigma]

Your note helped me to fully understand the poem. But nevertheless, the message was well conveyed. I am in awe of the sheer simplicity and brilliance of your word play. The rhymes were perfect, so was the imagery. The fourth and the last stanzas were my personal favourite. Well done! Keep it up.. :)