Radio Music

In the early hours, we hear radio music in ³/₄ time It's in pace with the manor of the morning dew Harmonizing with the sway of a washing line To-the-mirth-of-blackbirds with adoration imbue. Boléro music at breakfast sets a rhythmic tone Like the keys of a piano beating in a metronome A symphony awakes us like a gentle xylophone Far removed from the crescendo of traffic... And the shout 'all hurry up, ' school run megaphone. It's been a slow and calming dance on a lake's shore. That has a rippling effect on sinking vessels offshore. Its rhythms stir the senses like a sea breeze. Even storm clouds cool off to billowy soft inductees. Raising your head above the sheets to dulcet tones Semi-unconscious but glistening like a moonstone. You gaze into the distance and eat breakfast- organic.