music poetry

I Hear a Song

Submitted by Libby on Fri, 09/07/2018 - 04:19

I hear a song
ringing at every corner of the earth,
rung out from every human heart.
A quartet,
a chorus,
full in every part, but
empty;
rich with every swell, and yet it wanders,
imperfect in its beauty—
flawed even in the depths of each new chord.

Clef-Cat

Submitted by LoriAnn on Tue, 02/09/2010 - 20:03

 

The treble clef sits like a cat Watching the sharps and flats— Like little dancing mice— Point out the steps For the notes   The song skips along Mocking the lazy clef-cat Who dangles her tail Below the staff She sniffs—nose in the air   Scenting the mincing music