Lumen

i had spent myself on frivolous being grieving and clinging to unseeing things ~ i have no words for the love you return the celestial wings of unified strings ~ a torrent of trusting implicit simplicity life’s possibility fine and true ~ adorn me with melody a luscious harmony the softest epiphany soothes my multitudes […]

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Homophonic Texture

between scenesdressing dreamssilver-bound stumbledtonal soliloquiesgrasping for melodya resonant harmonickissed by the dissonantyearning for chordwithin the cacophonic roar perceived deconstructioni am the reductionof a stellar flavora key majorthe vibrational tenorof a strong arm meldto the drifting curveof my backyou tack and trimand i swimwithin the harmonicsof ecstasy’s slow hymn ♡© M.G. Iannucci 2018 Art by Grace […]

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Solicitude

i trace the contours of my face in yours. as the music of strings sings of the elemental unity of being. . as the jagged stone, knapped and honed, becomes the secondary structure of form and function, . we are gathered in sustenance, beyond the banality of barbarity at the fierce and brilliant junction, of […]

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Responsibility

luminous tones, deceptively alone, vibrating strings in a quantum sea, where resonance weeps a manifesting melody. . creator is me and us, in trust. what we sow is what we know of a radical rhythm, penetrating visages. bodies wedded to stars, wrinkles and scars,  subtle curves, and soft places  where longing  spreads its wings  for a […]

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Fiddle (Concrete Poetry – shaped poem)

We  Lay In the space Between  Fallen  Trees Hued Hollow, And honed Limbs sculpted, Into serpentine curls Outlined in ebony filigree I pour the music of my soul Into your lonely hollow places The sound of mahogany red The shape of time Silver bound On the wires Where we dance Fingertips playing Pulled close to […]

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Rocking Chair Blues

My youngest son who is a guitarist sent me a link to this song and taped this saying over my bed. I think someone is trying to send me a hint.  I am weary and in need of silence, solace, and contemplation. So I am taking a bit of a break from posting poetry on […]

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Courage and Compression Waves

Nature sings of the beautiful, Sound transformed, Imbued with meaning, Through the transmission of symbolic language. Evolving the power to name: Love, Mercy, Truth, Peace. To speak, to reveal, to create.   One dusk, Ominous clouds stumbling across the sky, Wind shredding tender leaves from spring branches, I heard men sing.  Misericordia, Their voices rose […]

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