The morning becomes a symphony of pain With cymbals crashing behind my eyes As the headache builds to a crescendo I seek the calm of breath, my own movement to legato Punctuated by uncomfortable intrusions My mind feels covered Enveloped in heavy clouds That will never let the rain fall And I wish for rest … Continue reading Heavy Clouds
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The Keys
Hours spent creating beauty Sending music off into the air Like so many prayers Drifting away on perfumed smoke But now the keys are challenge As fingers struggle over their silky surface The melodies sink heavy That former lightness just a relic of another time Harmonies crash like cymbals As every chord becomes effort The … Continue reading The Keys