Writing For G.O.T

The First Note I Hit --Prompt 4--Week Three

16 lines--136 words


the first note I hit on the keys was a C
a gift of faith like lush fern flowers all green
warding off evil tongues as I rapped again
and notes fell from fingers, landing in the heart

next, I tapped the darker sounds of minor keys
since then, if music played, I heard you crying,
I felt your despair, and worlds bloomed around us,
worlds of caring on currents, on waves, on prayers

and we found harmony in thousand echoes
in the chorus of the deprived, silenced, weak,
denied voices urging us to stir and strive,
needing our offbeat, improvised melodies

now, shimmering in the sun, love’s ardent song
flows from fingers, yet it comes from within
to linger in the wind like delicate confetti
and our tunes soar once more, starting with tiny notes


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Prompt 4: What does music mean to you? ~ Poetry