A Change Of Key

A Change Of Key

Lynn White

We were in perfect harmony;
matching our moves
perfectly in tune
singing like angels
straight out of Paradise.

But all it took was a change of key
for us to fall out of step.
Just a few notes at first –
soft as snowflakes
and no damage done.
The angels caught them before they fell.

Then one crashed.

We floundered.

A discord is always a shock,
more so when it follows a melody.

Soon they came pouring down –
cascades of discords
sharp as hailstones.

And now we are falling,
deserted by the angels,
out of step
off key
tuneless
finished
separated
by discord;
our past melodies gone.

Lynn White

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