Nuances | Alan Inman
These small matters
that separate us,
that we allow to stand
between us,
are only small matters
to be pushed aside,
to be rendered null,
as we embrace our
own community.
These small matters
that separate us,
that we allow to stand
between us,
are only small matters
to be pushed aside,
to be rendered null,
as we embrace our
own community.
Creatively clashed
The dissonance sounds strange
Untrained ears
Give it time
The longer you listen
Each part individual
Yet collectively magnificent
Music is magic
And our entire world sings
You simply
Tune in
Contrary to popular belief
Synergistic relationships become
Mutually beneficial
Harmony
One voice
One sound
Melodic
This is a song
We all know
Raise your head
Open your mouth
Make a joyful noise
With auditory acuity
An expanded cranial cavity
All can be heard
Singularly as well as collaboratively
In these digital landscapes
we trickle and tickle with words
etched in glowing cursor
Sounds meet and merge
in bound affinity spaces,
one would hope packed
always with friends
Gathered around a literary
cause, assembled by love
of writ and lit, always
submerged in the latest story
Always drafting the next verse.