The Deaf and the Blind

June 2, 2010
By jb713 BRONZE, Hebron, Connecticut
jb713 BRONZE, Hebron, Connecticut
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the old cedar guitar –chords are gently strummed
and its six loose steel strings– with the external beauty disregarded
hides in the still corner —exuding soulful resonance
in the company of dull dust—to hungry, yearning ears
it used to gleam— a lenient grace of a thousand melodies--
with sounds brilliant and glorious– the relentless echoes it creates
only its appearance remains— through its rhythmic legend

The author's comments:
This is a cleave poem (a poem that can be read vertically on the left, vertically on the right, and horizontally).

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