Morning Medicine

Music can cure many things...

My main motivation is nothing amazing,

Nor is it the oddest of things.

I am tested and tempted and sometimes resented,

But I still wake up and sing.

I've been singing, you see, for years upon years,

Yet my voice is nothing but average.

Music can calm; it heals like a balm,

And it never leaves you with baggage.

Music, to me, can cure any sorrow

And hush any negative thoughts.

It is as crucial as morning medicine,

But it comes without the box.

Unlike some friends, whose trust can be questioned,

My song list will not let me down.

When life makes me stressed and truly depressed,

A tune will erase my frown.

I awaken each morning in muddled confusion

With thoughts such as, "Why?" and "Where?"

However, when trials drag down my spirit,

A song will always be there.

It interrupts my blessed dreams

With a sweetness of flowers in May.

The beat makes me think, and I no longer shrink

From the problems I'll face that day.

So, in conclusion, I offer you this.

It will not be a trick or a jest.

If we live our lives without any sound,

Would we be performing our best?

Author's Note

What do you think of the rhythm and the style in general?

Reviews

[TheUnrulyWriter]

I really really like this poem! I am a songwriter, vocalist, and multi-instrumentalist, so I LOVE music! My favorite line is "It interrupts my blessed dreams" because I'll often wake up in the middle of the night because I dreamt of a song and I need to write it down. This is a great poem :)

[emipoemi]

This began really well - phenomenally well! Then the musicality got a bit sloppy in Stanza 3 (last two lines); Last Stanza (line 3); and Penultimate Stanza Line 1 is a bit iffy in musicality (each one of these merely lack the syllables needed to bridge the musicality and flow into the next line). This otherwise has strong imagery, fun language, and is simply a great poe overall. Well done!