Saturday, December 11, 2010

Art Response Poem

Music flows through the heart like blood.
Calming the listener or hyping them up.
The Clarinet fills the room with a sweet melody.
The guitar strums out energetic rhythms.
The notes fly off the page as the musician plays.
Beautiful major chords mingle with minor ones.
Passion is heard and seen as the Clarinetist sways.
The guitarist loves it too as he taps his foot.
Neither would know what to do without music.
Both would be lost in a world of unexpressed emotions.

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