The Notes In-between

Four yellowed walls in a silent room,

shadowed marks lining the bars.

Some tables high and some tables low

with trouble around, the floor softly shakes

after each bass clef boom.

All shadowy figures move to the beat,

following a time that only they know.

A tired one there

at bar number four,

holds his breath as long as two counts

before moving some more.

The sound that he makes

fills only that spot,

his voice lilting high

and incredibly soft.


Each shadow possesses a unique voice to its form,



filling the room with its sound,

as it combines with other notes around.

Gone is the absence,

a longing now filled

as upon a blank canvas,

music has been revealed.

By- Lyndsie Brown 

Photo-  By Andy Durst via






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