Caladonian Euphony

Caladonian Euphony

A Poem by Pete
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When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. - Thoreau

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How Much Fabric To Make A Kilt? Essential For The Beginners

woo-woo-wooing in noveau, gaelic ways
traveling nights and sleeping days 
strumming steel strings and rolling rocks
pumping up the sheer volume of woolen socks
with naive intellects and keen insights
interminably young
we had forever
no need to wipe away tears
they were such good years
they belonged to us and we to them
bursting onto the scene like a spotlighted flower on an archaic stem

pounding the percussion of a phantasmagoric placebo
it was our church without stained glass
a steeple into the stratosphere
an endless overpass
a sanctuary
a holy temple
an obtuse religion
separating us from an atomic grid and allowing us to live acoustically
oblivious to a dungareed era's politics
a timeless strain
a gilded age
the world our stage
hieronymusly up on stilts
all we had to do was raise our kilts
and sing along

to a heartfelt, immortal song



© 2021 Pete


Author's Note

Pete
"The pleasure we feel in music springs from the obedience which is in it." - Thoreau

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One of a cultures more defining qualities is its music. The moment the first strains of an anthem are played the hearts and minds of a people are stirred to pride. This poem speaks of that nature. Thank you Pete for sharing your art.

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Pete

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music speaks volumes even the voice of a nation. interesting take. thank you for sharing thoughts .. read more

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Pete
Pete

Boston, MA



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I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..

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