Unaccompanied

A duet I attempted
Unaccompanied, unbeknownst
Stalled, partway through
For, I looked around to see
At last, see
You
Eyes askew
Singing some other song
Or, perhaps no song at all

A duet I attempted
I still hear, distantly
Voices of us
Together at the keyboard
Fallen on deaf ears, eternally
You
Struck a chord with me
Yet, I admit, it may be
An ensemble I forced, forgive me

Unfounded

For the first time since the first time, I was presumptive
Those crickets!
Their song for me
Our mutual love of warm summer nights … and the reedy mid-day marsh….

For the second time since the first time, I learned
They were just crickets … being crickets
They chirp, they do not sing
They survive, they do not love

thud

my voice evidenced
the most beautiful of white billowing
powered beyond the universe
since you decided never
now i sing of raindrops
silent, steady-falling
raindrops

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Radio Off

I like others
The way they can sing
About their love
Of another
Don’t stop

I like the voice
In my head, and its pitch-perfect
Singing about
No one and everyone 
It won’t stop