The dance of Eustachian

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice. William Shakespeare

I want to let it rock and hear

an overwhelming sound of trumpets

to squash the eardrums

while plashing the hammer

in violence on the anvil

 

dancing on Eustachian

 

to part from the middle ear

laying decibels in a twist

to deprive the cochlea of salt

 

no shell is to small

to give birth to children

the waving of the sound

in a whistle and a tune

 

it’s music

and it wants to get out

in a song.

 

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

28/09/2014

 

Reviews

[Confuser]

It is beautiful Rudi: The poem is remarkable and is the vibrations that occur within the Eustachian tubes, but the vibribration we seek to hear and express our voice. The metaphoric theme of music is superb. Thank you so much. Dale

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Dale, for reading and commenting. Glad you liked it. Have a nice day. :) Rudi

[Confuser]

You're welcome Rudi: Have an awesome day! Dale

[Jamestown]

Love it, enjoyed reading this piece! Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you James, for passing by and reading my poem. Have a nice day. :) Rudi