Thursday, August 14, 2014

Syncopation

In a room full of musicians 
Folk rhythms softly caress the soul
Coaxing things from the deep recesses 
Things we long to hide
Things we are afraid to admit 

To others 
To ourselves

Arousing the mind 
Assuaging old and new pain alike

Songs of love 
Loss
Betrayal
New places
People
Thoughts
Frustrations 
Anger 
Sorrow
Understanding 
Forgiveness 
Rebirth
Tomorrow, today, yesterday 

The tap tap tap of a foot 
The pat pat pat pat of a hand
Falling in love with a guitar and a voice 
Dulcet tones drifting through an open window 
Out into a hot summer night 
Voices on the breeze raised in song 

Some better than others
But still artists all
Together sharing our crafts
Six musicians and one writer
Drawing inspiration from each other 

Deep country 
Deep South 
Warm red wine and a tepid breeze
Passing three guitars around the circle 
Voices that astound and arouse

The simplicity of artists
The complexity of the art