Music

How it gets into one's soul.

Hear
Your siren's call
Drawing me
Near.

Slowly
Seducing me
With your spell
To the water's
Edge.

Pulling me
Deeper
With each note
Into your web.

Surrendering
My soul
Unconsciously
To your care.

As
My body moves
Hypnotically
To your rhythm.

Only
To awaken
With it's echo
In my soul.

Author's Note

Originally written September 3, 2012.

Reviews

[Clay Feet]

Though I've heard some music... same music... over and over again, it still has the power to enter deep into my soul until the tears flow. These are the echoes of the siren's seducing call of which you so eloquently speak. Beautifully recalled.

- Ron

[therisa]

Thank you, Ron, for your eloquent review of this poem.

[Lydia Shutter]

To me the beach and the ocean are inspirational venues....they mesmerize and seem to pull thoughts out of my head. While I realize your poem is not about the ocean, but a metaphor, I enjoyed it on both levels. Wonderful. Lydi**

[therisa]

Thank you, Lydia. Sometimes, the music, I am listening to, just carries me, away.

[Rene Salinas]

I just found this! It is curiously funny when you try to explain the artistic in words and although your writing is a peaceful demonstration of how music unfolds and what is capable of it we let it. When confronted with the question what is music? There seems to be the tendency to inmediately go for :

"Stop questioning the obvious"

It seems to happen to me a lot. So after reading you writing again what music still offers that other artistic mediums may or may not have is the abhility to demark presence of mind in time. Because of its great helpers Harmony melody and rhythm . It creates an environment expressed in timbre texture and form just like your description as you felt moved....

Thank You.

[therisa]

Thank you, Rene. When I wrote this poem, was listening to, a gothic Internet station, as they played several bands, which I love, with female lead singers, and found myself moved, by their harmonies, song's melody and lyrics.

[Rene Salinas]

Type O negative "kinda" thing?

[therisa]

Nah, more succubus, Rene.

[Rene Salinas]

Oh that side of things I see.

[therisa]

Can't stand the sight of blood, even my own, when I prick myself, to test my glucose level.

[Rene Salinas]

I faint at injections I think I can relate.

[therisa]

Won't talk about my struggle to get a simple flu shot, from my nurse practitioner.

[ANTO]

This is a lovely thought on music and how we are affected by it (I have my own theory but its cold and scientific and doesnt belong here T).
Music has saved me so many times - and others on here too have declared the life-saving property of music.
A fine piece of poetry Therisa - thank you

[therisa]

Thank you, Anto. Have used music, in the past, to deal with my depression, but sadly, it doesn't work anymore, for me.

[ANTO]

perhaps the poetry has though - we are always armed with something in the war on the depression. Different things work at different times, i guess ...
:))

[therisa]

I hope so, Anto.

[Bowers]

very nicely done, we often are drawn into music, the pitch, the harmony and we live on notes, that change continuously, creating, and writing our song, our composition. Great write!!!!

[therisa]

Thank you, Bowers, for your kind review.

[Tina Louise UK]

Oh I like this...music can really have that effect upon the soul...great piece hun :) x

[therisa]

Thanks, was feeling a bit "gothic" when I wrote this.