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In the night

Someone, somewhere is playing a tune
his fingers strumming in the gloom
on the trembling strings. And my heart
echoes the pulse of his subtle art.
Someone, somewhere is playing a tune,
calling to me through the rainswept dark.
In the unknown distance, under the moon
someone, somewhere is playing a tune
on the trembling strings of my heart.

This is a response to the picture above, by newjack at photobucket, the Monday mural at poefusion.  My response came to me as a very complete visual and aural image, though it’s nothing I’ve ever experienced! It started as a triolet but I modified it because I didn’t want the refrain lines to appear together until the final couplet, and because the repetition just seemed to work better this way.

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Freedom of speech – a poem for Bloggers Unite for Human Rights day

Bloggers Unite

My offering for Bloggers Unite for Human Rights day:

If banned from speaking, the soul will die,
And each stifled voice starves the world of life
What choice is it – to be silent or lie?
If banned from speaking, the soul will die.
From the smallest domestic unuttered cry
To the greatest source of political strife.
If banned from speaking, the soul will die,
And each stifled voice starves the world of life.