Easy Listening Poem by Cerulean Celyn

The note is lifted
To carry them away
A single sound
In a room of silence
Then others join in at once
A medley of different pains
Or mellow nights
The heart beats fast, excitedly
And it’s the 30’s again
Music is a way of life
Once more
Tones are blended
And become blue
Could be a sweet sadness
Or a timeless song
All to know
Is that they are gone
Flying high
With easy listening
There are no moves
They could rehearse
The pressure from the melody
Makes it impossible to be anyone else
And nothing is more real
Could be all they ever need to hear
Or the beat to the song in their hearts
All to know
Is that they are gone
Flying high
With easy listening