Saturday, May 26, 2018

Music Somewhere--By Michael Medler--United States

Music Somewhere

A bright glow,
a soft sway
of words fall
from late summer
branches. Distant
thunder rolls,
roils cloud mass.

You stand alone,
arms akimbo,
where your shadow
has caught you
spying on the sun.

Music somewhere,
leaves and echoes;
the drone of hours
has left us, you
holding my share
of forever within
just the borders
of your shadow.

Michael Medler writes because nature wills him to it. He recently left a dystopian suburb of Seattle and retreated to the knee-hills of the Olympic mountains and cut the cable. Now he finds inspiration from deep woods.


  1. Micael,
    This poem is great! Welcome to Whispers if you are new, a warm welcome from me even if you are not.
    Your new friend,
    David Fox

  2. Thank you, Michael, for sharing your beautiful poem with us.

    Best wishes,

  3. Lovely poem Michael, really enjoyed it and thanks for sharing it with us.

  4. Hi Michael. I enjoyed your poem, especially the opening stanza. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!


  5. Well said Michael,
    Music always rings in ones mind, in remembering romance
    Knight Writer

  6. Dear Michael,

    I enjoyed the reflective voice in your poem. Good use of imagery to share your thoughts. Welcome to Whispers! I hope you enjoy the time you spent here.