Solitary Concert Poem by Barry Middleton

Solitary Concert



Beyond the imprisoned symphony,
violins right and woodwinds left,
past the books and French doors,
the painted landscape waits
for you to make it sing.

The night, with all its
dark and hidden noise,
I shut outside
for sadder sounds
of emptiness,
of voiceless walls
that echo with the sound
of only music.

Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,music
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Dimitrios Galanis 23 March 2016

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