Elizabeth Turner

Rookie (Kentucky)

Music - Poem by Elizabeth Turner

The sound of the heartbeat of life, so loud and bold,
is the sound of a beating drum, trimmed with gold.
The sound of an alarm so clear and alert,
is the sound of a trumpet (remember not to blurt) .

The sound of a chord, so much emotion,
is the sound of a guitar being strummed in a single motion.
The sound of an array of pitches, so much sound yet it's quiet as a mouse,
is the sound of a piano that is certainly not intended for a forceful joust.

The sound of a noise down in a monsters throat, so deep and unnoticed,
Is the sound of a bass guitar sneaking around, as its tune is the lowest.
These are the sounds of music, combined beautifully,
written by an artist whom may have been on a plane or upon a tree.

Expressing one's emotions is music's common priority,
influencing one to stand up for their beliefs, to be the minority.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 19, 2011


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