On The Wind

by BOB GALLO   Mar 25, 2021


Life is a guitarist
who has never owned a guitar,
a pianist, who traces its white keys to your smile,
life is a dark man, with ivory teeth, jazzing his heart away,
a derailed rhymester, who subsist only with the milk of your teeth,
an spellbound painter, who could draw your face only on the wind,
a modest teacher, who stars dusting on him writing on the blackboard,
a flautist, fusing out if his fife,
a fisherman, in the aquarium of his own dream.

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  • 3 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Fantastic to see you back here! There is a lot to ponder in this short verse. The metaphor makes me think of the overall happenstance of life, and perhaps, all the opportunities in life and paths we can take, even if our footing is unsure. Life marches on confidently, despite not knowing the technicalities or each exact chord that needs to be played, moreso acting in the moment, using improv and whatever inspiration is nearby.

    I think the last line is my favorite. It reminds me of the "bigger picture" of what we can't possibly comprehend. Or maybe the "aquarium of his dream" signifies all of the fisherman's desires, though some are not tangible. Yet he still tries to fish and catch and find something to take home, as he sees the world as infinite, everything possible.

    Overall, I see this piece as making something out of nothing, merging the abstract and concrete. There's a certain humility in this, in life not being proficient in every aspect, but creating fantasy and creating connections to get by. Enjoyed this!

    • 3 years ago

      by BOB GALLO

      Thanks MA It is really nice

  • 3 years ago

    by Everlasting

    Too bad I can’t comprehend all of this. But I really like the starting line: life is a guitarist who has never owned a guitar.

  • 3 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Welcome back.

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