The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #56732 Message #4174535
Posted By: Amergin
14-Jun-23 - 11:12 AM
Thread Name: Mudcat Poetry Corner
Subject: RE: Mudcat Poetry Corner
Fading
My music can be found in roots mining
for minerals beneath the trees,
in the blood drying brown on rusted barbed wire
in the frigid depths of the snowmelt creek
burning the air from your lungs
it can be found in the beat
of gravel grinding away the mountain top
or locust fires cracking the earth dry.
But sound can fade,
sound can fade…
dying on the eardrum.
Smother the whispers
just below the waves
one foot
two
three…most soundwaves can’t feel their way
in crumbling halls
the lips flicker in the light,
but the music
dies at the border.