Always Changing

This is an Italian sonnet.

Always Changing

 

Music is all around you, but you just don’t know. It’s

dancing around in your head.

Even when you are sleeping in your bed.

It all fits.

You don’t hear music, but you’re surrounded by hits.

Music is all around you, just like I said.

Maybe you will realize this once you’re dead.

Music just never quits.

 

Whole rests that look like hats.

Eighth notes float past.

Quarter notes are coming too.

They walk quietly like cats.

Music buzzes in your ear like a fishing pole cast. 

Music�" always changing, music always new. 

Reviews

[alifeacoustic]

Music is all around jus even in sleep? I never quite thought of it that way before. What a beautiful thought. In the ether, alive. Beautiful image you paint with words. Thank you for sharing.

[Sami Khalil]

It all fits
you don't hear music
but you're surrounded by hits.
Nice flow and concept