Scrabble Skies

I thought this possible was impossible A rhythm lost in the static of life's radio Tasted purer happiness, just sweetener Chasing melodies that danced like shadows But the sky, oh that sky, once blue and clear Now a midnight canvas, dusted with stardust Notes fading into echoes, whispers of yesteryear I was wrong, my heart a compass gone adrift Give me the blues of the horizon Where the sun kisses the edge of forever Notes like raindrops on a tin roof Lost in the rhythm, chasing the never Time, that relentless DJ spinning vinyl No patience for those who forget the beat We, mere words well placed in life's sentence Lyrics etched in the grooves of our heartbeat Scrabble played with the wrong dictionary Mismatched letters spelling out our fate Yet I rearranged the rows toward the horizon Chords strummed, a melody reborn from the wait Give me the blues of the horizon Where the moon hums secrets to the sea Notes like fireflies in a midnight garden Lost in the rhythm, setting my soul free Guitar strings weep, harmonica wails The night air thick with longing and regret But I'll dance with the shadows, embrace the scales For in this blues, redemption is the duet Give me the blues of the horizon Where the stars twirl in cosmic ballet Notes like whispers carried by the wind Lost in the rhythm, finding solace on display And as dawn paints the sky with hues of forgiveness I'll sway to the beat, a wanderer in rhyme The DJ spins, and I'll follow the compass of music Blues of the horizon, my soul's sweetest chime