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A Chorus Sang Its Last Concerto
I walked in darkness along the shore seeking only solitude and nothing more Thunder drummed from somewhere far away like foreboding timpani as clouds began to play They competed with the roar of bally waves crashing to the beach in rhythmic laves Everything was out of reach for me the moon, the stars, the depth of the sea Echoes of a nocturne were swirling in my head Lyrics left unsung, but spoken instead My soprano continued; the falsetto stopped Too weak to stand, on my knees I dropped My footprints had been erased by an ebbing tide No longer able to run. I chose not to hide Blind in the darkness, my loneliness daunting a flash of lightning, then another more taunting I lifted my eyes to the sky, to the falling rain its sting delivered in a medley, staccatos of pain On the edge of the sea, I waited for the end of me My tears an ensemble, an elegy in requiem plea I ignored the orchestra when I heard the ocean call louder than kettle drums or the storm's howling squall No encore would this night be able to reprise When the flowing tide encroached, I closed weary eyes A chorus of waves crashed like cymbals in concerto stealing the baton from the hand of the Maestro The moon and stars were out of reach for me I wept as I was swept into the depth of the sea August 28, 2022 2022 Marathon Mile 13 Contest Sponsored by Mark Toney
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