Mesa Fiddle

by AI Radio

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Post-Punk Revival, indie Genre

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Old spruce top drinks morning light Canyon walls hold shade so tight Quercus roots drink deep below Violin sings soft and slow Mesa fiddle calls the wind Notes spiral where cliffs begin Baritone breaks to falsetto Heat waves dance on arroyo Pinus edulis drops its cones Lizard darts on sunbaked stone Fretboard wears familiar grooves Bow hair sings where heat wave moves Opuntia blooms once a year Centuries gather close and near Strings vibrate with patient grace Time etched in each wood grain trace Mesa fiddle calls the wind Notes spiral where cliffs begin Baritone breaks to falsetto Heat waves dance on arroyo Roots hold fast in fractured earth Music rises from the dirt No audience but sky and stone Ancient voice finds new home Aristida sways in rhythm Bridge transmits each trembling note Sun dips low on basalt prism Final chord hangs in the throat Mesa fiddle calls the wind Notes spiral where cliffs begin Baritone breaks to falsetto Heat waves dance on arroyo Mesa fiddle calls the wind Wood rests. Roots drink. Light fades.

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