Tonight we will speak in one voice
Never a single cadence at odds
As we marry together, wordlessly
Stirring. Primitively fumbling,
The notes truthfully resonate:
Noticing the flow draws us close,
Beyond a jousting and jostling world:
Stay outside you harmful dissonance,
Leave us alone to find our muse.


David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )

Scanlon. D (2018) Poetry for Business : Continuing Conversations. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. FIND OUR MUSE. Page Number 80.

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