Okay, so this wasn’t written to today’s prompt but to this week’s 52 prompt, but I have been working on it today. I will do better in future… I hope.
Discovering the meaning of Bryn Terfel
If I could leap aboard a crotchet, say,
in its form of squiggly sound wave
I’d be taking a fast canal trip
where a tunnel light would be needed
to show eardrum, anvil and hammer
as passing blurs.
There’d be no time to gloat at the way
we’d set my ear bones rocking. No time
to soak in the change of atmosphere.
We’d be caught in a crowd
rushing towards the coda, giddy
by the updraught of loud notes.
And if I survived the leaps
from crotchet to nerve impulse to brain
I’d be ready to discover
why it’s only a bass vibrato
that has the power to twang
every hair along my spine.
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like it Robbie – but is there such a thing as a “fast canal trip”?
It’s the auditory canal…
aha! If somebody else had written it then I wouldn’t have jumped to the canal (boat) connection straight away. But once I was on that (tow) path there was no stopping my brain!