Reading What I Wrote

Reading What I Wrote

Feed back about my work has been mixed lately, those that liked it read it aloud; those who didn't like it didn't. Once my poems were read aloud, those that didn't suddenly did. So, I post this advice: read my poems out loud, you might just hear something you didn't know was there...

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Music Store

Sitting in the music store
Listening to players play
Before they buy
Their instrument today
Wanting to relax
In a room full of sounds
Competing with volume
Music Go Round
Even without the rhymn
To go with with my rhyme
I could sit here all day
If I had the time
But I must leave
Before the want overtakes
And I succumb
To an overpriced mistake
Sitting here listening
To music played
I think my stay here
Is a little overstayed
But I continue to sit
And listen to it all
Even the stories
Ten miles tall