Music Lessons

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Get rid of your cars but

keep your horns.

That's an instrument.

Still play it on the freeway

and through murder and in time

to your fist when it celebrates

what it needs for you

to grow older like I have.

Reviews

[Terpsichore]

Sound advice. Always blow your own horn, no-one else will.

T

[Rene Salinas]

When I read this it made me think of purpose as the theme. Souns is potentially a path of growth mechically driven ojects , not so much. Eventually it will grow to be the sound of wisdom when you look back at your life. That is the intrument of your soundtrack. Your own personal revolution.

Intriguing writing.

Thankyou

[Sami Khalil]

For a minute I thought you are Amish. Then I somehow understood you. Bravo............

[Baby Ricochet]

I have a truck but it does have a horn, I could play Dixie on it

[Gummy.G]

You could've chosen anything, why the horn?

[The Twin Arenas]

cars have horns.

[Gummy.G]

But why not bikes, or phones..?

[The Twin Arenas]

we should keep bikes. no phones, man.

[The Twin Arenas]

phones don't have horns or anything, either. cars. this thing is sorta about peak oil, I think. advice for the graduate or whatever. the fewtch.

[Susie]

So many meanings can be gleaned from this! It leaves me thinking deeply. Thanks my new Canadian friend! x

[Ruth]

Wisdom...poignancy...the old shall gather what was before, beautifully voiced x

[The Twin Arenas]

thanks. for this poem to work, like, I don't know. Imagine I'm 96.
was a strange write. thanks for the read.

[h d e rushin]

in everyone of Yeats' poems there was always a message from the old imparted to the young.
This is a poem about life lessons , or in other words , the scientifics of music lessons.
Yeats in "Sailing to Byzantium" sings a song of praise with his image of conception and birth
and talks about building something lasting. In the end, still not conscious of age and death,
reincarnates as a golden bird but no so as a living thing (song).

Sorry for the embellishment but you have touched on the same spirit that Yeats was trying
to touch on. You just did it more figuratively and without the iambus.

Well done my friend. dana

[The Twin Arenas]

thanks. you got it.

[Alejandra Marie]

I like the concept alot. It reads well in the first 3 lines, hpwever, you lost me on the last stanza. Maybe it's the way it's worded, but the meaning kind of gets blurred. Other than that, I really like where this poem is going. Thanks for sharing. :)

[Matching Socks]

Still frustrated over this? :)

[The Twin Arenas]

h d e got it.

[The Twin Arenas]

it's like advice to the graduate

[Matching Socks]

Dana has a good head for these things. :)

[The Twin Arenas]

so do you. it's pretty obtuse.