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Of Contrary Motion

Of Contrary Motion

The notes go 44 this way and 44 that.
You pick the upper half.
The low ones are much more attractive.

How can I boogie-woogie without the bass?
How do you manage staying sweet and serene?

It’s not melody I need, it’s the rumble of solid earth.
It’s not the airy fluff that keeps me filled, it’s the meat and potatoes of life.

As you go up, I go down.
To the right you go,
I am off to the left.

And yet on your rare descents
And my occasional rising up
We meet.

And in those moments,
past the awkard near-collisions,
we again are as one
and forsake our vows of yin and yang.


Comments on: "Of Contrary Motion" (3)

  1. I like this very much. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Adurnablue,

    Thanks for visiting an old post and leaving a comment.


  3. hooklineandinkwell said:

    I, too, am the upper right half but in terms of relationships, well, there are times when I have to be in the in between where bass meets treble. I love the movement in this piece 🙂


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