a tempo


a tempo


Allegro:

Onward apace

With rapid cadence.

Feet driving the beat,

Pavement cracks my staves,

Measuring the metres.


Accelerando:

Choreographed movements,

My own unique time signature.

Heart, lungs and limbs

A running rhapsody,

The rhythm of the street.


Affrettando

A movement in B-ing

Sharp senses pushing the bars

Higher, further.

Bellowing Lungs gasp 

As if in the hands of an accordionist.

Motion is my melody.


Adam Pope

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