Untitled poem

 

Untitled by Adeline McGill

These I have loved throughout my days

Within my soul and outward gaze.

Arts beguile me and lift me high

into another world - who can deny

the pleasure gained from music played,

the written word and art displayed?

I eagerly in bookshops sought

precious books, which I then bought,

and reading, as the plot unfurled

was spellbound in the author's world.

Within these pages of truth and fiction

I discovered my own form of addiction.

I fell, too, beneath the spell

of music, listening well

to composers, small and great

My pleasure would not abate

for still by music i am entranced,

enwrapped in sound - my life enhanced.

I love, too, the visual arts

which being seen, great joy imparts.

My sense of beauty is seduced

by life on film or canvas, reproduced.

Whilst dramatic plays in any dimension

receives my love and rapt attention.

And yet, creative art is my great love

invoking powers sent from above.

To think - to write, one's skill employ

however humble, brings me joy.

Whilst music that's in harmony

creates the energy to set me free.