The prompt for Day #17 is here.
To balance the valediction we wrote earlier in the month, we were invited to write a poem of greeting, a hello poem. This one took the form of a recap of some of my musical experiences in the past several months.
“Hello to the Music(al)” Hello, Dolly! It was so nice to finally see you after hearing lots about you. Take her wrap and find her a lap, fellas; because this kid’s glowing and she’s not going away. Hello, my name is Elder Price. Overpriced, you mean, and while you were quite funny, I was sure the lightning was going to strike the blasphemy. Hello, little girl! So many paths worth exploring. Just one would be so boring! Look at that red cape, plump flesh, and naïveté, and Bettelheim and my course content splayed across the stage. Hello, hello, this is Romeo, calling from a jackpot telephone, the line a fresh blast from long ago, and hello to no fear and no souvenirs. Hello, darkness, my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again (every night). A filled-up Central Park was never so silent with people hearing (but were they listening?). Hello…is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. But, child grown and dream gone, my comfortable numbness is hurting.