Voice

Oh great Voice of mine,

Deafen them with your roar.

Inspire those readers

With rhetorical power.

Make their hearts and spirits soar

To Mount Olympus

And beyond.

Pound their ears with decibels so loud,

Then lower

To a whisper.

Sooth their souls with songs

And lullabies

So smooth.

Tinkle like a mountain stream,

And echo through the caverns

Of their minds.

Resonate within my head,

And echo again

And again

In theirs.

Call the Muses to my aid

To wave their magic wands

And serenade those readers

With a symphony

Of sensual delight.

Paul Butters