Dots On A Page.

Goldfinch60



They just sit there on the page,

These black dots,

Sitting between lines,

Seemingly meaningless to many.

I know what the dots mean,

And I can interpret them,

I can make a recognisable sound.

But I know they can be magical

When they are interpreted by Masters.

The skill of these people

Can change these dots

To an emotional journey

That can take you from this world,

Into a place of euphoric wonder.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 9th, 2026 02:04
  • Comment from author about the poem: I have been able to read music for most of my life.
  • Category: Reflection
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