Battles of the Staff

December 21, 2011
Notes fall together setting perfect mood
harmonizing and strong in crescendo
Notes take glory but what is left for rests?
Always with bronze, never silver or gold
Would they not be the most necessary?
Allowing all the sensation of air
Relieving lungs from constant melody
or making a staccato aroma
Yet notes fight through the trenches of the staff
Rests battle on in this long lived rivalry

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so_joy said...
Dec. 12, 2012 at 12:08 pm
Interesting to read. Great job! Please read, rate, and comment on my poems! It would mean a lot :) Thanks!
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