This song sings itself
Wrapped in a melody that lowers the lights
Music fills each crevice, walls swell
It’s rhythm breezy like the southern wind
It lays back its head with a gentle sigh
Vocals can do no wrong
Resonance is palpable
A tempered beat
Reminiscent of a late stroll
I listen
This song sings itself
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Author:
Katie B. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Description of music.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
'This song sings itself'. And so did this poem. Beautiful!!
Thank you so much Salvia for your gracious review.
As we walk we often sing to ourselves, something privative but comforting, a beat for the feet and solace to greet. Nicely written
Grateful for the feedback.
You are most welcome Katie
Lovely poem!!
Thank you for your kind words!
Lovely done. Your poem seeks to celebrate the beauty of music and its ability to transport and transform the listener, encouraging a deeper appreciation for its art form.
Thank you very much friendship for your gracious. review.
You're very welcome, Katie
Katie, this feels smooth and immersive in the best way...like sinking fully into a song until the atmosphere around you starts changing with it. The whole piece carries such easy musical warmth. Beautiful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Tristan, thank you as always for your gracious words!
Good write K.
So sorry I hit fave, and it did not work, so I came back, and now it let me
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