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Wednesday, 16 February 2022

Harmonica Breathing (for the Duke)

 


What can he teach me about those rather undramatic inhale chords?



In another life, a camp song I used to belt out for the kids. Or perhaps at some party with the in-laws and others in their neighbourhood.  Haven't really thought of it in years.




The porch now is cool

And chores set aside

And crickets move in for a chat.

The moon o'er the lawn

Awaits the pure tone

Of reeds and my breath, fancy that.

I give them a piece

That must start out low

Addressing the pain all around

But upward its climb

To regions sublime

Embracing the Mercy I found.

This little band dear

With notes oh so clear

Responds to my cadence and kiss.

And night friends all pause

Emotion the cause

Drawn out by a wee song like this.  DB



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