I Slid

I slid between the notes

Somewhere between E and F

I slid, caught in life’s

Harmonic minor scale

I could not rise to love’s

Seventh semitone

I slid, ensnared in

Melancholic dissonance

Of haunting fear,

History’s sub-dominant theme

Teasing with diminishing

Cycles of disharmony

The tonal reverberation

Of antiquity

The haunting silence

Of love’s absence

Still trapped in the

Murmuring present

I keep practicing

Love’s major scale

I try…….

So forgive me for longing

For the echoing resonance of

Eternity