Helen Losse

—based on the  painting “Pulling Force” by Gaye Clear

Every musician
tunes his instrument.
The conductor
steps onto his stand.

Dark & light flash
over the ocean
at the tip of his wand.
Cacophony becomes

music: impetus for war.
Storm clouds
become angels,
taking up sides.

The blackish devil-cloud
plays a drum solo.
Violent waves,
tipped with cola-foam

crash then pause
perhaps by a fermata.
When the score ends
and music stops,

will the audience clap?
Will the white clouds
outnumber the black?

Bio: Helen Losse lives in Winston-Salem. She is the author of six collections of poetry, including Every Tender Reed, published by Main Street Rag in May 2016. Her poems have been anthologized in Literary Trails of the North Carolina Piedmont, and The Southern Poetry Anthology, Volume VII: North Carolina.

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