Three-Fourths Time Poem by soren Barrett
Three-Fourths Time
Couldn't be
diviner
A mad dance
D minor
A dark waltz
my head spins
circling
violins
so sadly
spinning round
Gradually
take me down
Speeding up
swirling sound
the scales play
in it bound
Let me go
Fly away
Like the notes
I can't stay
Oh love me
just today
I won't come
back this way
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A waltz being in ¾ time each syllable in a line is a beat, three beats to a line.
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