Kukai 6 - Music • Spring 2007
John Wright & Grandville Shannon, Selectors

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musicbringsusalltogether

the music
dances around
in my head

He plays for tips
As the busy commuters
Board the train

summer night
lost in our song
for only a minute

the world of injustice
anger at life
Linkin Park
migraine

the blaring music
the only release
of her anger

Mirror mirror on the wall..
James Blunt
You're beautiful

winter night
we cuddle under the quilt
as mom sings us to sleep

Rhythm
Of my dancing
Heart

love songs
Pop songs
I cringed…
need real music

silent snowfall
empty streets
a siren--music to my ears

wedding dance
“i need you
so much closer”

favorite song
lyrics memorized
title unknown

The sound is intoxicating
my body moves
the beat envelops my soul

early morning tunes
in my underwear
dancing with my roomie

dancing naked
to Aretha Franklin
alone at last

we dance
for the first time
as husband and wife

first kiss
one hot July night
Kenny Chesney on the radio

It's applicable to my situation
the lyrics hold true
my life is connected

three hours to home
a new soundtrack to my drive
the driver next to me laughs
my own sing along

Through the air
The music moves
Like the aroma
Of the salted sea

alone in my car
singing as loud
as possible

jazz club—
bongo drums go silent
for another haiku

worst day ever
turn up the music
and yell the lyrics

The story of
my life
In mp3 format

as I hum
the baby
smiles back

shower-time diva
the singer
has nothing on me

Sunday morning
praise & worship
God is good

listening to violins
after a long day
no words needed

The melody
Is familiar
The instant it plays

lip syncing and music blaring
windows rolled down
I did not know they were looking

lighted stage
my favorite band
takes me away from here

Saturday morning
working out
with my iPod

he plays the drums
on his dashboard
lost in the music

music gives the emotions
I couldn’t speak
tears      violins

New Orleans funeral
the trumpet kicks up
the pace

family reunion
we greet each other
with an awkward dance

windows open
classical music drifts
into her neighbor's house

I listen to rap
I’m not ghetto
I like country too…

late summer nights
loud music
I love going on rides with you

my heart beats
with the drums
my soul… my music

 


© 2007, Randy Brooks • Millikin University
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