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Wednesday, August 31, 2022

Lost in the Music

Lost in the Music

On the radio
Two musicians
A violinist and pianist
I grab my violin 
An orange rocket I will play
Along with the Stradivarius
He bows powerfully
And tenderly
The Strad responds
My bow is sharper than his
As I attack my instrument
Over the boards
Of this small stage
I denude it's.flesh repeatedly
As stripes of notes
Fall on to the  audience
Between the movements
Each phrase is clipped
As if to shorten this great piece
My violin passionately reveals
It's inner glory
The steamy pot reminds me
I have carrots to cut
Oh but we made such 
Beautiful music together
Bon appeftit
Applause fills this aromatic air.

Barry G. Wick

Sunday, August 28, 2022

Poem

Poem

All of this has never happened
So if you recognize someone
Don't be stuck up
Say your first name
They probably don't remember
Your first name
Last names are for business cards
Or when bowing to Japanese 
I never met those people
Except Bill who was half
Though remember I always acted
Like I had a fence post
Up my ass so
This is all something I never learned
But gladly share with you

Barry G. Wick

Thursday, August 25, 2022

Who's There?

Who's There?

The door has opened
To let myself be with me
Too often I was forced
To hear other voices
Trained to let them
Control my thoughts
This isolation has created
The mind I was suppose
To have from the first
I say hello in greeting 
To someone I never knew
It is myself as an old man

Barry G. Wick