Big thank you from


( published in Sunlight and Shadows - an anthology of verse of the British Isles in 1995 & poetry anthology  The Road to Peace in 1996)

I suppose music is the only place
For scales of love,
Where major and minor
Work well side by side.
Where notes of varying degrees congregate
to make melodious sounds.

I suppose music is the only language
understood universally,
Where endless combinations of notes,
Equal or diverse, sustained or depressed
amalgamate, to trigger all emotions.
It would take little effort to
strike a chord with one another

by Shane McClurg