Music of the Spheres

 

Inane assemblies
Treble clefs and bass chords
dance upon the keys
of my mind
not Sublime
but daunting.

 

Static echoes
trodden
through my night
when I awake I can not
escape them.

 

Shards, threads and tatters
of rapid sounds
cladden in animal hooves-
The musical charge
of nothing good.

 

I ache to hear a muse
smouch him if I could
The delicate, tender, embrace
of his sweet song
could puddle jump with me
for infinity,
so heavenly as Pythagorus purported,
in my heart, my soul and limbic system.

 

Only if he would come
and play his drums
for me
a sweet tune of reverie
to rid me of my own
monotonous songs
that clatter about
within my head
each eve and every morn.

 

And with this beautiful
undertaking
he could spread apart my ribcage,
petrify my heart
with his rainbow glow and burn
of tune,
the magic of the loon
a Master's guarantee
of the love he feels
for me,
a tender, sweet-
Melody.

 

 

Reviews

[Gandré]

Music never sounded more beautiful. I adored last stanza and this one:
Shards, threads and tatters
of rapid sounds
cladden in animal hooves-
The musical charge
of nothing good.------------------this is fragmented sound and at the end of stanza you bring it into one auditory and visual sensation

now this is my new favorite of yours. 5 stars darling.

[MoriartyMesa]

Here is where the words took me, for wrong or right it is where I landed https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8rR367GrFhk

[Helena]

Loved the analogy so much, music v love. I wrote a poem somewhat similiar to yours....
I must dig it out one day.

Lovely indeed with some excellent imagery and written so well. Thanks again for
yet another submission to my contest! ~ Helena

[Pakino]

lol fun to read i was hoping that you add more musical terms like percussion, wind, brass, conductor, etc. It may sharpen it a bit instead of using some terms over and over again. lol but i dont know how deep you want to get. Simplicity is great and thats how the poem is.

[Boris]

I like this Siddartha, I really do, very imaginative, there's a palpable sense of longing for release from the drudgery of everyday existence and for transcendence in this poem, all conveyed through a deft use of vivid imagery.

These are some of my favourite lines:

Inane assemblies/ Treble clefs and bass chords/ dance upon the keys/ of my mind

Shards, threads and tatters/of rapid sounds/cladden in animal hooves/ The musical charge/of nothing good

The delicate, tender, embrace/of his sweet song/could puddle jump with /for infinity,

[Sound]

I loved the last stanza. Great job.

[After the Blackbird Sin..]

The almost rhyming thing (whatever that's called) caught me off guard, but the poem flowed beautifully. I really love the way you put words together. I've definitely felt like this before, wanting to be saved from my own point of view and see something magical about life.

[Jason Henry]

i love this composition. maybe if i didnt love music, i wouldnt feel the way i do about your poem. but i do and i believe you've written an excellent piece here. thanks for sharing!

[Jaffa Forbes]

As usual, really, really good. I love speaking your poetry. Especially this one, which flows really well. Last stanza is the high point I think.
Jaff :)

[Tomás Ó C..]

I love your use of words here.