Noted Envy
I have always envied musician’s gift
As their melodies and harmonies lift
The spirit of the ones that lucky hear
Their sounds echoing in searching ear
Just seven notes of heptatonic scale
Where the majors sing and the minors wail
Is all they need to create their fine art
Nuance is found in the harmonized part
If you were to give me just seven words
The hope for a poem would seem absurd
It could not compare to the notes they write
Musical vibrations of great delight
The tiny black dots with their funny tails
The clef and rests dotting the five-line scale
And when your magic finally complete
The hook snares the mind, heard in repeat
Oh, how I wish I had that set of skills
Noting the enchanting by just sheer will
But a million words will never compare
To feelings felt in the musical air
I cannot find a way to disparage
My only hope a lyrical marriage
The wedding of your music and my words
The only hope that my words will be heard
commonsensiblyspeaking 
a wonderful thing to hope for
Thanks, Beth!
Everything always comes back to music because from music it was all formed… Great work my friend! I truly enjoyed this one… All the best.
Thank you, brother!
A pleasure my brother.
Um… excuse me, sir. Don’t you play guitar? 😜
As you know, music has been a major part of my life, all my life. I haven’t heard you play, but if you’re as humble about playing music as you are about writing poetry, you’re better than you give yourself credit for!
Your words move like music to me. Each line flows so evenly into the next, and transports me to whatever place you describe with your words. I’d be willing to bet there’s a great musician out there who wishes they could write the way you do!
Beautifully written, as always!
Yes, I play guitar, but not at the level that anyone would consider me a musician. A man must know his lane in life. But thank you for all your kind praise! ❤
I will have to hear you play for myself before I can determine if I agree with you, or if you’re simply being your humble self. 😉🤣
My pleasure, always! ❤
“My only hope a lyrical marriage.” That line says it all.
Thank you, Pete!
Lovely! I too wish I was musically inclined. I can play the uke and the piano (both poorly), but to be able to create music out of thin air always seems like magic to me.
Still plenty of time left in your life to write that uke/piano concerto!