I found seclusion
Between ear budded headphones
They took me to a place of calming drift
Poetry in motion as if a train ride away
Escape momentarily into a small piece
Eyes close soft and light
While ears absorb the vibes and rhymes
My heart beats within the rhythm
Synchronized with each drum beat
Eye twitches go to steady dark stare
The black and whites come in slow
Cascading tones of fingers trickle over
Ebony and ivory keys of soul elsewhere
And I am caught up into the third heaven
Consciousness of where am I
Is eclipsed by acoustic reverberations
like seasonings on sustenance
A salting of steel chords begins mixing
The multitude of coursing sounds Rescue me
Not out of body but out of world
I am present, but not wholly here
For the duration of the piece
I am taken away from silence and sound
For all there is , is the music
Strums, beats and taps massage my thoughts
And for a moment
I am one with the vibrations
I am the bass drums hollow holler
I am the pickups of electrified six strings
I am the blending of the piano keys
I am become the music
Lost in secluded notes
© Billy Charles Root
Excerpt from the book “Poetic Melodies”
Preface . . .
There is a human language that encompasses the globe, regardless of race, color, creed or country. Much the same way as laughter or tears, or any of our human emotions. When we see someone laugh, there is a universal language that is communicated by all of us. We know they are happy. Just as when we see someone crying, it is generally accepted to mean they are, most likely, sad. However, the language I am referring to goes beyond the sight of emotions, and runs deeper than the tear streaked lines of a sad face. I am speaking of a language that can penetrate to the deepest depths of the human psyche, it can be felt in the beating of our hearts and it can leave us soaring among our dreams.
This universal language is music.
Upon these waves of sound we can find our spirits lifted to the heavens, we can feel the beats and the rhythms in our beings and we are moved by the vibrations. We may become lost in a memory or a moment of time may be singled out by the distinct patterns and oscillations of a melody. We may gather by the thousands to listen to this music together or we may be alone in our rooms, or be dancing with our friends or cuddling with our love, but the universal language of music expands human communication beyond the normal realm. It propels us into the wavelengths of our souls, and it is there that we become in tune, we find our harmonies, and we recognize that there is a true power in music.
The poetry included in this book seeks to capture that essence and tap into that power. These are the lines of communication opened and inspired by the universal language called music.
Christopher Allen Breidinger, Author
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