Music at Dusk by D.B. Hall

Dusk is so sexy

with no set time of day

It’s when people come out

to party and play

as the guitar man starts to strum

people sway to the beat of the drums

and let the sweet peal of the sax

move them on into the night

under the bright neon light.


I love this seductive time

but under a different dusk

with different music

that I feel in my bones

with a slow rising moon

I listen to tree frogs croon

crickets chirp

an old coyote howls

he’s hungry and on the prowl

even sometimes an occasional owl

it’s sweet music to my ears.


Then dark comes on full bore

and silence

becomes so still

throw a couple of logs on the fire

let those flames flare up

turn on some late night tunes

pull my baby in tight

dance ever so close

and slow

let those flames flare up

my baby nibbles as she whispers

“Honey, I love you”

it’s soul music to my ears.


© D.B. Hall

 Excerpt from the book “Poetic Melodies”

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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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