Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Love is like a Banjo String

Love is like a banjo string
strung incessantly
up and down, down and up
with gnarled fingertips
plucking at each note
like how love plucks and pokes
at the taut, fragile strings
of the heart.

The Banjo man,
strums and plucks, plucks and strums
first with almost baby strokes
and then sultry major chords
flowing out in ripples
like when love is kind
to a malnourished soul.

 The minor hidden notes
whispering, whispering
a cacophony
in the crevices unclaimed,
untamed, in a lovers soft heart
yearning to blossom
in full chorus
in four parts.

But will love evolve? Or will love stagnate? 

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Wow..... with the flow of each word... I could not find myself in this world....!!
It was taking me to the tour of two worlds altogether... one is the world of Love and the other I could not recognize..

Unknown said...

Wow... I could not feel any more connected than this.
A tour to two worlds: one to the world of Love and the other to the world of Music...
Both fills peace as well as fun to a person's life, which is brought together here.... Its awesome...