Voices

 Voices

I like guitars and drum beats and the power of the ivories,

Cellos and fiddles and sax riffs but even more than these,

What delights me most are voices, the diverse voices of singers, if you please.

Brisk, bright, breathy tunes, bubbly, bouncy, like a fresh breeze,

And also raw, ragged, raucous cuts, rough, roaring, like gales on the high seas.

Upbeat songs do a happy times rendition, 

While the blues sings of a dark moment’s condition.

What do they have in common, these two?

Like fine wine for different tastes such as chablis and merlot? 

Both sing of one’s experience on any given day.

The emotions we all share they give voice to, sincerely say,

What us less musically inclined folk, to express, might at first need chardonnay.

Later to discover our truth in song, a way to pray.