Who Listened

reaching into nowhere

Who Listened?

When the arc of beauty sang its praise

When the dream of yesteryear echoed a psalm 

How words once followed a poetic line

And music gave it a lasting chyme

Or have you fallen ears lend itself to noise

Or a cacophony blasted yours ear to hell

Once in dream you lived like a king

But the trance of magic has left your scheme

Daydream follow follow until it finds

The place you lived when you were child!

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hello Old Friend!

I'm 71 and in love. Soon to be married for the first time!

Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I think somewhere along the line, my ears were blasted to hell...the deafening roar of truth mixed with lies, reality mixed with hopeful fantasy...
I can't go back to that place anymore...where I was a child...i can only have a strong longing for it.
j.