Music Without Sound
Have you ever heard of such a thing
as music without sound? I have,
and I’ve been searching all around
to maybe see what it is myself.
I looked in a city, around bustling
cars, super tall buildings, behind
shops, in dark alleyways, but I
still had no luck in my search.
I looked in a little town, searched
through streets, knocked on doors
and asked around if anyone had
heard music without sound. No luck.
I searched out in the country,
through woods and fields, until
I came across a man, painting
a landscape. He waved me over.
I searched the man’s eyes, and
though his painting. His picture
sang, his eyes laughed, the colors
danced. I found music without sound.
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I figured I'd just be a nerd and someow connect this poem to the last poem of my previous poetry book Flowers in the Snow. If you haven't read it yet, go ahead and check it out. I'd really appreciate it if you did.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy, I'll try to update my poetry regularly. Summer break's coming up, so that should be easier for me to do again. I love all you wattys :3
Over and out
-momamoose
