Discrete View at Poetry

Andante

Many lives have the quick moves

of savage rhythms as the samba

or rock’n roll.

On others fits better the tempo of the blues

or the cruel fascination of a tango.

At least, bolero’s tenderness.

At such speed,

for the good or the worse,

as no selective sponges

they can register all subtleties

too much faint, hermetic or brisk

to the senses of hurried people.

One may suffer, learning or wondering

despite the risk

of overcharging heart and mind

and to get crazing.

I’m working hard to

nothing can turn the knob

that accelerates or slows the beat

and the rhythms that on me better fit.

This is my karmic and unique job.

---2006© Franklin Magalhaes--------------------------------------

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