Written for OpenLinkNight at the pub at dVersePoets.
Softly in the backgroundthe music played. Singers sang the wordsthat made the peoplefeel...something. Emotion brought on bydifferent voices,the haunting tunes,melody and harmony;words that cut to the quick. Chords were made aliveresonating through us all. We didn't know that the noteslived in us, through us. Put your words to musicis what the writer wrote. What notes need to be struck?A dirge or a ditty,how will it sound to those who hear? What you say shows the barfilled with halfs and wholes,quarters and eighths.Lines up, lines down,it doesn't change the soundof our words or the tunethat accompanies them. Rest. Breathe. Sing.Forte! Double forte!! We long to be heard,our passion is the soundof our own voice. Our love is tiedto what we speak. Sing of love, of desire.Sing with a smile.Speak from the heart. Write your song,speak your heart.Our words are music.