Wednesday, 4 March 2009

Notes in Poetry

There is a Green Hill
From Visual Counterpoint

Words written in lines,
Thoughts held in the space between,
Poetry pictured.

Tones captured in lines,
Sounds released speak of passion,
From which music flows.

Deeds written in blood,
Live in the sacrifice made,
So all may survive.

(This verse inspired by ‘The Lark Ascending’. Music that speaks of the sacrifice of so much in WW1 to me.)

I celebrate Death,
Great moments deserve a song,
A lasting reprise.

If you heard music,

Stand up and sing your song for all,

Your words are needed.

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