Where is the music for the conclusion of the month?
Is it in the autumn breezes or the solemn train whistles in the dawn?
Can it be found in the laughter of children walking or being bussed to school?
Is it in on the radio, the themes of new programming or new movies to amuse?
Perhaps there will be new music with the new month…
There is a special music created
When air is forced through
Animal horn or bone
Sometimes in ritualistic melodies
Natural instruments making unique sound
Dark morning is filled with mournful train horn
Down what tracks are left to haul more freight than folks
Though rider-ship on the rails, is up
The automobile has taken over routes and roads
Though if you listen you can still hear tuneful toots!
The background music for breaks and lunch
Was ‘Official Jabberwocky’ as the hiring manager
Droned on explaining company policy to new hires
Amazingly enough I actually learned a few things
That I missed that first timid time around!
Sun 9/25/11 Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner
They will sing no more – the gnats stuck in the web
Threaded between the two stalks of milkweed
At least thirty to fifty little buggies trapped!
I tried to take a photo – but it just didn’t work
And the rain has washed them all away…
Mon 9/26/11 Dew Diligence
No stars to use for stage lights, the curtain was dawn mist rain
To the full orchestra of crickets practicing for the ‘Dressing of Autumn’
For when the sun caresses the foliage and the leaves fall into rainbow colors
I expected to hear a fog horn
Dark and moist was this morning
Yet I had to set sail without the aide of a lighthouse
Once safely docked in port and anchor weighed
I could wait for dawn in the comfort of electric glow
The pause between notes on life’s page of music
This morning when we both get to sleep after dawn
The alarm remains silent as our breath slowly rises and falls
Soon enough the day will begin
Perhaps we will be our own conductors…