There are no shadows
in music, just emotion
translated into song, only
sometimes born from torment
turned into beauty
even if…
angry
blue
or broken
any musician knows this well
somewhere a musician's
heart cries tears jagged
like the edge of the
crescent moon
he is writing a new song
to heal old wounds
his inspiration-
his own heartbeat
beating with a sound
that rattles and stutters
like wild castanets
tangled in tormenting feelings-
and pains from deep within
he needs to translate them
outside in, inside out
he sits in an empty room
empty of everything
but shadows and
his guitar
his fingers travel
cool steel strings
all alone, and
scratch a one rhythm section-
a beautiful chord
creating a sound born of
raw feelings and heart
translating his
inner thoughts
easing his pain
and temporarily
dancing his tormenting
shadows away
in the end the musician
finds solace in a new song
Copyright © 2010 L.Warren
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