The Hollow Drum

Life has brought about many a changes as of late.

A curiosity grows inside of me

that I am longing to nurture and explore;

but it seems that time is my nemesis in making me wait.

Thoughts inside of my mind seem to run wild and directionless,

leaving me with few words to write down.

Few emotions to express.

No rhythm to speak to.

My heart is bursting like a hollow drum.

If only I could piece each note together,

I know a song is waiting to be sung.

 

*Art titled, “Daughter of Midas,” by Brian Port.  Brandt-Roberts Galleries, Columbus, OH.

 

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