deepundergroundpoetry.com

ear of the beholder

 
she had no tone
no sense of rhythm
her voice wobbled all over the scale
like an egg spinning on a table
but each note was infused with passion
unaware of the skill she was lacking
she sang from the heart
long
and loud
and proud
and I couldn't help but smile




Copyright 2017 FromTheAsh. All Rights Reserved
FromTheAsh
Written by FromTheAsh
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 12 reading list entries 1
comments 14 reads 237
_shadoe_
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
WORKSHOP
Today 5:22pm by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 4:18pm by cold_fusion
COMPETITIONS
Today 1:13pm by Northern1
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:39pm by Sky_dancer
COMPETITIONS
Today 11:59am by cold_fusion
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:19am by Sky_dancer