“I hear music in words,” said every writer. A lot of writers feel this way, but that is a meme I came up with because I say this all the time. And, I do…I do hear music in words. Those up and down hills and valleys of sound that caress the mind and leaves emotion and images buried deep inside the recesses of your brain.
That’s what poetry is like to me, a train climbing hills and valleys, chugging across the track of thrilling words with a bit of music in each line.
Just like images, we also store those musical word melodies inside. We can pin point a song, or a poem, we’ve heard from years ago, and know exactly where we were, and who we were with when we heard them.
My hubby and I sat today and reminisced over songs from our youth. He remembers waiting for his cousins to come over one October day, while listening to the Mamas and the Papas singing, “California Dreaming,” on his transistor radio.
The same year (1966) as my hubby’s memory, I remember that I memorized the poem, “Trees” by Joyce Kilmer in Miss Hale’s 5th grade class. Four of the lines in the poem still resonate with me still.
“I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.”
“Poems are made by fools like me;
But only God can make a tree.
Every time I look at a tree I see its beauty, feel the majesty of its presence, and realize that only God can make it.
There are songs you hear that even without the music, the rhythm is obvious within in the combination of the words themselves.
Write some word passages and listen to see if you hear the music in words.
If you’re not a writer, we may convert you yet. You might discover soon that you also hear the music in words.
Here’s to a fun-filled musical day.
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