The Monochrome Orchestra

The barrier has been broken

Old growth that was past felled and has given life to new

The barrier has been broken

Burning leaves are blistering the branches

The barrier has been broken

Even the slightest breeze has been born anew as a firestorm

The barrier has been broken

Black and battered woods, carbon blends with the carbon below

White ash and black carbon

Shaded neutral by the gray pall of the smoked and smoldering air

A monochrome orchestra fills the outdoor hall with explosive silence

And the audience is blown away

A paper floats carefully by

And according to the level of my eye

The path of flight is just below my horizon- and why?

White ash and black carbon

Shaded neutral by the gray pall of the smoked and smoldering air

The article flies, yet hides, and was hiding until now

Finally, my finale has itself shown

Even the slightest breeze has been born anew as a firestorm

I went out to see the Monochrome Orchestra on a windy Friday

An open mind made to let in the fireplace again

With a fire whipped and stormy in its own weather

A newspaper in hand (I loved the music so much)

The monochrome orchestra plays again

And the music is like words on a printed page

“Charred Forest Gives Relief to Local Town”