Rhythm and Time

She feels the keys of ABC’s to find the notes that fit the mood

Sometimes the song lilts, light as air; Sometimes it broods, slow and subdued

Dissonant resonance reverberates and jars, its art

Vexes the Maestro that is often torn between the head and heart

Darling, the days are dimming faster than they did when we were young

And oh, it seems our chores and dreams dissolve like snow upon the tongue

As doggerel and dirge enmesh, and wow, how have we come so far

And oh my love, is that a tear or did the heavens lend a star

And tell me when we reach the part where the melody loses time

Let’s make a pact to keep intact the tender rhythm of the rhyme  

© Janet Martin

I’m listening to Victoria feel out the keys on the piano while learning a new song…

and it struck me how both musician and writer ‘feel’ the keys!