"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Music My Drug

Music is my drug.
I am lost in its addiction,
a junkie seeking a daily fix.

My drug paraphernalia my ipod,
I search through the music
finding the tune to give me
my next high.

My portable drug dealer in my ear
I dance to whatever is my drug of choice,
Blues, Rock, Latin, Reggae.

Guitar chords pump through my soul
as I give myself to the rhythm,
my body lost in movement.

Rehab for me is not an option.
I am caught in music’s clutches
with no desire to escape.

©Susie Clevenger 2010


Nena Fagan said...

Music is my drug as well and I am gloriously addicted!

Situatist at said...

music's a universal language. if it's a drug, then we are all high on it. Good thing to be 'on' with.


Abin Chakraborty said...

I guess nothing makes as great an emotional impact, with such immediacy as music.so keep listening, keep soaring.

Fireblossom said...

You and me both, Susie. I keep my disc changer right next to my computer chair!

Mary Mansfield said...

From one music junkie to another, this is sooo true! Especially love the line "My portable drug dealer in my ear"

Mary said...

Well expressed! There was a time when I could have said the same. There are definitely worse 'addictions.'

Old Ollie said...

yep - been craving my guitar as I sit at my desk this early morning

great poem - I dig it!

Marian said...

yep, i can dig it! signed, Addicted.

Mark Windham said...

the drug of the i-pod, rehab not an option. Love it.

Susie Clevenger said...

Thanks Mark

Susie Clevenger said...

Marian thanks

De said...

This is such a fun metaphor!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh yes, music! I remember when I was younger, riding my bike with a Walkman in my ear and dancing on the bike seat to Elton John! Fun days.

Mary Ann Potter said...

A perfectly complete metaphor! So well composed, Susie. I love almost all music. This is why I have satellite radio in my car --- all those choices.

Kay L. Davies said...

Music is a wonderful drug, Susie. I agree.
A little note about your poem, check the first line of the last stanza: "Rehab for me is" rather than "in". The old proofreader notices.

Teresa said...

What a great comparison. It seems some people can become addicted to about anything. Music is a pretty good addiction to have.

Kerry O'Connor said...

I love to think of you, earphones tightly in place and jamming in the kitchen!

Herotomost said...

Pssssttttt....I have some good s*&% real cheap.....lol! I love the music as well, maybe too much, just can't quit. Took my son to a Queen tribute band the other night and the guy that played Freddy Mercury was pretty damn good. Great poem.

Heaven said...

Very nice...I like music too but thankfully I am so addicted.

No need to go to rehab for this ~

Mystic_Mom said...

Susie - I love my music! It is such a big part of my life, that on going soundtrack. Wonderful write! Totally with you on it...and please never rehab me!

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