Terry S. Amstutz
Terry S. Amstutz
Terry S. Amstutz
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The music of rust
Never sleeps
An eternal lust
Eroding notes
Minims and Quavers
Without prejudice
A song never to be played
Twice
In fact
A never ending non-melodic sound of
Backward
Change
Decaying to
Zero
Rust
The decomposer of what was
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dVerse Saturday Poetics host, Claudia introduced us to photographer Terry S. Amstutz. We were to select a photograph of Terry’s and write a poem about it. I found this photo on his Blog. Please check his site. Also checkout the fine poetry at dVerse http://dversepoets.com/
Call me Hanq 
and returning all to the earth so that it may be born again…funny thing that rust…providing slow painful deaths…you had me with the title of this one…perfect! (and between you and me…backwards change is about the only change I get with my view 😉 )
ha..there’s def. music in rust…and it tells long and adventurous stories…a song never to be played twice…love this henry
(on a side note.. i have the ok from terry to use the pics i posted at dVerse.. if you use another, you should ask him if it’s ok)
Yes, ma’am.
smiles
dang…cool…the music of rust…and you even give it sound in your words….i think rust can be very beautiful actually…it does some pretty amazing things on the way to decay…kinda like the last brilliant of leaves as they die…
I like this very much Henry. I guess it does have its own kind of music as it moans and groans through its decay too. A bit like my poor car.. lol
Great poem to go with the cool pic.
Wow, henry… love your take on the photo… first 4 lines especially.
Thank you. I know, I should stop writing after the initial words I get and leve them stand alone. But I just can’t help myself:) Appreciate very much your comment.
So very true! Thoughts well expressed. Eventually rust breaks down everything. Decay is an inevitable thing.
This is just awesome – it’s a perfect enhancement to this picture … masterful, love this.
I love the music of rust ~ Terry has some pretty cool pictures, great take on this lovely shot ~
wow!adore your interpretation. ‘the music of rust’, the way your verse unfolds. perfectly titled. thanks for sharing.
“the music of rust never sleeps”… great lines, clever poem!
very clever indeed… a decomposer…love it!
Wow, Henry, am new to your poetry, and I love this piece! I, too, chose another image from Terry’s blog. He was cool with it. This prompt peaked my photographer & poet’s interest, for Patina is my main bitch when my lens, internal or ex, scans yesterday’s scars worn proudly, sadly, on the metal faces, forearms, and posteriors of the steel community, or the iron clan. I once wrote something called SAND NEVER SLEEPS. Thanks.
This is fantastically dark, rust being one of my visual fascinations I really responded to what you did here. Exquisite word choices make this short poem very impactful.
Oh man, this strikes hard. Especially from “In fact” on down. I really enjoy this part:
“A never ending non-melodic sound of
Backward”
and “decaying to zero”
Wow! I wish I had thought of the music of rust – sheer brilliance!
This is fantastic. I love the sound of backward. Wow
Love this. Music of rust…
an eternal lust/eroding notes. this is brilliant work. you have an amazing capacity to hear images in their transit. this is wonderful.
the music of rust…stunning!
Wow, I love this! To give rust a musical quality is great!
Lovely meditation on what is musi
I like your interpretation of the photo ~ plus exceptional wordplay – awesome
Thank you, and you comment was my 3,000 on WordPress. 🙂
I like this: “The music of rust
Never sleeps” … and your title.