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    Recluse


    I met someone in days,
    with no hearing..
    She placed Her hand upon My guitar,
    a hand at my throat.

    She smiled at the silly songs,
    and as I went on, steadied Her touch,
    and the music played on.

    Though sorrow floats between hand and Soul
    there is no mourning.
    She understood, as it came to and end...
    tomorrow`s ash...

    The scent only wanders in my mind
    not the halls and rooms where once prevalent...She is not there.
    but the music, the music rises.
    I felt the cool eagerness, and rhythm of Her touch
    hopelessly listening as She.. and would redeem nothing more.

    I lay flat and still upon the ground,
    in that time that was not measured or counted
    I misplaced the language, not hearing another man`s words,
    the hungry light stings paled eyes, it is only a sliver..
    and the music..the music plays on.

    Vincent 2018

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    Vincent another song I presume. Am trying to hear it in my head but can't quite manage it Am enjoying reading it though

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    • #3
      This seemed emotive, and I liked the way you wrapped up with the "refrain". Definitely felt what you were expressing with style! Kind of haunting, a bit, yeah?

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      • #4
        Parkinsonspoet, its what I call free-verse. just little things out of life I try to pretty up. most every song lyric I have I have to music. but i`ll start labeling the work.

        amenOra it was a different world then..and yes a bit haunting for me as well..

        thank you guys for taking time to read and comment on these little bits and pieces..I`m not accomplished in writing, so thanks for putting up with me also...Vincent

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        • #5
          Very few of us here are "accomplished" but I suppose that depends on what comes from inside out... If you enjoy poetry You're accomplished enough to be here! IMO

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          • #6
            That was beautiful

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            • #7
              Your phrasing captures well the feelings of abandonment after a relationship cools. Melancholy, yet lingering.

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              • #8
                Vincent - Brought back memories of long, long ago, but thanks for the reminder and its resurrections. Namyh

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