Monday, April 25, 2011

music muse


The darkness of his fire
emerges from the core, out of the void
He blazes deep down the roots
detonating through the crown
engulfing stray thoughts
and ideas for feeble verse
igniting straight up, moving through
undulating rivers of blood and
airy leaps of synapses
reconnecting luminous whispers

Abundant recollections teeming
in the lustrous pools of
imagination that bend space
part open the veils of time
welcome in ancient truths
again brought in through the egress
on the edge of what’s been alleged
and freshly understood again

His bass strings pull away from their source
opening cathedrals of ample air
His drumming binds my heartbeats
in polyrhythmic harmony,
a dissonant crash then dive into the puddle
lifting out strands of swirling wine winds
golden blinding air bursts into steam
breathed up mind’s deepest pathways
down through eclipsing masses

His voice sinks down the apple’s core
bricolage of the pieces pulled apart
dust devil of sun’s desire
gathers the lingering melodies
evocative bass lines
perpetual rhythms
into a brewing center which
opens to reveal
inner knowing
not sensed

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