Friday, April 9, 2010

#9 I Heard A Voice Through The Discord

NaPoWriMo, or National Poetry Writing Month, is an annual project in which participating poets attempt to write a poem a day for the month of April. This is my attempt at 30 poems in 30 days.

Do you hear these clashing chords?
That is us and the noise we make.
But a single note played indefinitely
can stir up these strange feelings
draw us out like water from a well
from the darkness of this prison we've created
This personal hell

For many, music is a mystery
It is the next bend in the coastal route
or a birthday present in the middle of a room
A plunging neckline or an infant's cry.
Women's shoes or a quiet sigh
So the search for another note begins,
the key to this melody, come sing with me

We are all notes on a keyboard
clashing, shoving, struggling to be heard
But there is a Pianist who plays
and beauty spills like blood
and fingers flow like water
and dissonance turns into a delicate sonnet
with gentle rhythms

We blend, becoming one
our purpose is found, our dream fulfilled.

-Daryl Goh

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