Sol Tuned

Poetry

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Blues taste in the sunrise
and you were right
the tears of happiness
held the day and the music
riddles to hold the pen and
fill in the word sol
the magic key with the treble
that starts with a spiral and ends
to a dot in one continuous breath
and I do sometimes wonder
who went deep into my place
with the attention on the wings
of thought made a breeze
to blow with his gentle hand
where all my senses reclined…