Eclectic opus ringing,
Free from fleeing,
Loose from lingering,
Flies with open notes still gleaming,
Into my unopened head.
Airwave brilliance beaming,
Liberating,
Stimulating,
Fills my mind with echoes streaming,
Melodies that drift through time.
So with gliding sounds still brimming,
From the ears,
Out the mouth,
I find myself now humming, singing,
That tune you know so well.
Jonzo Bandwagoner
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/airwave-brilliance/
