2021-11-04T19:03:49-07:00February 15th, 2020|Creativity|

Out of the quiet

I can never get the Bluetooth speaker to work
and it was a present from my husband
so I try not to grumble
even though I secretly glare at it
every time I walk by.

But today I had enough
and decided it was time
to fill the house with music.

I press the same button over and over
and call the speaker names
in my slow voice
that sounds calm
but isn’t.

I yell at the kids
to be quiet so I can concentrate.

But we’re making up songs, mama.

I look up at them
dancing in the living room,
dressed in clothes they dug out
of the summer bin
and I suddenly remember the winter day
my friend’s mom taught me
to cut back a rose bush.

Music is like that.

Sometimes it takes
the heaviest quiet
to remind it
to bloom.

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