MUSIC
- Agnes Davis
- Oct 26, 2020
- 1 min read
Taps on untold ‘in-ways’
Crashes against inspired demands used up by it all
All that was there but then again
Smells, tastes, feels and so much that cannot be pitched
The throbs of thinking about
Felt only by the hearer’ pulse
Changeable sensations as a matter of why?
Imposing reels of reflection
Fall back on split second moments
When life was not put on show
And heart break was naked
To care for was physically easygoing
The sinuous motion of sounds and lyrics
The ease of the tempo
Silence of the points
Mind-painted fancies
Seasons full of character
It rocks you back and forth in the belly of the spell
Wakes you up in your handbook
Of blazes and routs
It does what it may with all
Pulls you out of the fog
For a different phase angle


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