Plucked from nothing!

Plucked from nothing!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

From nothing came a note
which lead to a chord,
which in turn produced
a tune based on four chords,
this lead to a string of words
added to the melody
producing a song
along the lines of
progressive rock
for all to hear....
such aural pleasures!
All starting from something
found in the space of nothing
which slowly evolved into a song
travelling in mind.
Meanwhile, in the Big Bang
of the universe a planet is formed
while another galaxy is losto
to the black hole.
While the stars watch with
a twinkle in the eye,
from little things, big things grow,
where music becomes the dance.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Yes, music is the dance... whether it be in the sun or rain... even the birds chirp a refrain.
The sunsets are a blessing in soft gold and mango hues to cover our mind with dreams and chords of eternity. Amen... celestial poetry that Rocks. truly, Pat

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

Thanks Pat.

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Added on August 29, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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