When the air not still
Soft trail of song
Through the woods
You hear,
Listen
A little closer
Her ghost is near.
Time may impede
It may even seem
As a distant daydream
But this feeling is true
Her ghost is upon you.
Be not alarmed
The tingling in your feet
In your head
In your arms
Is the child within
Innocence echoes again
With the echoes
Her voice dances
Now Your soul
Worried no more
Now Your soul
Dances with Her sole.
Author notes
tribute to janis joplin, inspired by the Grateful Dead's "Bird Song", and Robert Frost's "Never Again Would Birds' Song Be the Same"
A contest entry
- ah, music! a magic greater than all we do here... by nanashiamai.
600 points, ended November 3, 2007, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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i remember the first concert i saw with her, the brilliantly breathless encounter of lyric and passion drenched in sweat and intensity - an i was in the back, i wonder what the ones in the front row felt. She was, is, a legend. Very nice tribute.
blessings and best wishes,
~r.
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wow dis is gud!!!!!!!!!! love it! like dis part especially"
With the echoes
Her voice dances
Now Your soul
Worried no more
Now Your soul
Dances with Her sole.
u go! lol
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its an awesome poem, wingy!...
i guess i need to go and listen to bird song now, dont i?
theres awesome rhythm in this poem.... and i personally like the first and last stanzas the best... love ya.
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Great
Very good poem, best of luck in the contest! -
nice musical choices. i grew up with hippie music, so i can especially relate to this artist. ^_^ your poem is lovely, kind of reminiscent of a piece i wrote called "brother's of word" only that was about the ghosts of authors, not musicians.
this is lovely. best of luck to you,
~pasha
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