Intuition

It’s that song drifting in your ear,

It’s the pattern swirling in your drink,

Where only you can see, only you can hear

You shake your head in disbelief,

You pinch yourself to spur relief,

Yet it won’t stop and it won’t end,

There’s no use in trying, no sense to pretend

Because no matter what it is that you think

There’s something more out there for you

And no matter what won’t disappear

One day soon, something better will appear

And the greatest thing of all, is that until you take the leap,

You’ll never know if it’s truth, in what your intuition speaks

Premonition

I came, then went away

A dark and dreary afternoon

Current flowing away from you

An old friend once said

Better be young than dead

Fear you do not intend to share

Yet some notions are always there

Black Metal Opera

A persistent sound attracts to me,

organic in revelry, eerily attaching

With each step, volume shakes and treble punches,

guitars are the first upon the scene,

a pitter-patter, hum-drumming of a creeping tune,

its beat expires, then renews,

joined by drums and then by symbol, shriek and violent boom,

Finally, the piercing bass arrives,

force-feeding adrenaline through ill-equiped veins,

quicken and it shall too, 
into a chilling, sudden flash of chasing inquisition,

heartbeats explode in silent deprivation,

from the steady flow of racing blood

to the shallow breathing-
paced tenuously throughout the lungs,

Crescendo to diminuendo to crescendo again

This internal melody is haunting in all it's many ways,

 unearthing nostalgia from the childhood, 
where a refusal to listen reigned above,

Soundtrack and soul have merged,

to where the language of song flourishes its deadly plumes,
entrenching its very coils deep within tissue, pliable to mold

Upon ascension the senses quiver 
then swell,

like thunder issuing warning,

prior to lightning strike,

 A Black Metal opera shadows-encloaks

protecting, attracting, the flesh 
from all things unknown 




Stu McPherson is hosting Poetics over at D'Verse tonight and has issued a musical decree.  I've written many different pieces about music and song over the years. From what I've read so far, there are many directions one could go with this prompt.  I thought about going the route where you list the names and or song titles of artists, which I've done a few of, but after reading Claudia's piece today, who took the prompt in a way I hadn't considered before, I thought I'd go in a different direction myself.  And so, there's the backstory for why I chose this particular piece, which appropriately enough, tonight, is being raised from the archives to sing it's metal song once more.