Playing By Ear

In dreams, I tickle ivories, moving
through childhood territories and grooving
to melodies that stream like light, delight
sourced deep beneath anxiety, that blight

dissonant society weaves through life
–even pop song lyrics cause undue strife
we’re victims longing to be alibied
from dubitable frames issued state-wide

the messaging of hopelessness presides
downtrodden and misguided, we’re tongue-tied
creating poems and music is denied
we’re scolded to color within the lines

and children with originality
are medicated–fast–and taught to be
compliant automatons sitting still
submissive swallowing the bitter pill

I’m buying a piano very soon
I’ll compose night and day, evil oppugn
in frequencies and tones that clear this air.
One-woman show soundscapes ether with prayer.

Inspired by: Moving, Dubitable, Alibi, Anxiety and a longing for a piano.

Featured image: Me at three when I first started playing piano.


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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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