I find myself in places of old
Where some of my life’s stories are told
I find myself on my house’s porch
The swing still hangs and lit is the torch
For I do not live here anymore
I grew up and then walked out the door
But I still remember every part
This house will always be in my heart
As I pace the floor the wood boards creak
Taunting me as I desperately seek
Surely one of these rooms holds the keys
The very things that shaped what is me
I am soon relaxed as I recall
That the special room that is down the hall
My strides quicken and I reach the place
My special room of sound’s sweet embrace
The door opens and on the back wall
Are the keys that unlock music’s call
I walk to the piano and stare
My fondest memories happened there
The sound is gorgeous, though out of tune
Yet it makes one fuller than the moon
I am enveloped as the notes play
Dazed there, I care not the time of day
‘You, my Love, succeeded where words failed
In emotion you always prevailed
Music is the speech of the divine
You, my Darling key, are all mine
…forever…’
Author notes
Music = Life
Enough said
A contest entry
- For my Favorites! by Clinging-to-Life.
300 points, ended April 10, 2008, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is a beautiful piece and yes...touching.I enjoyed feasting my eyes on such a beautiful write...Thanks for sharing...Good luck for the contest...Shalom
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Very well written. Beautiful and touching. thank you for entering the contest i appreciate it.
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Well written. You really express yourself well and you have a way of capturing the readers attention.
‘You, my Love, succeeded where words failed
In emotion you always prevailed
Music is the speech of the divine
You, my Darling key, are all mine
…forever…’
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Beautiful
Wow this is a beautifully written poem of memories. I just could see and feel all the imagery and emotions as I read your lovely poem here. Thank you for sharing with me for this is a fabulous poem.
Wishing You Many Blessings
Kelle Marie
stavykm
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My Memories...............
are so bitter sweet of my childhood homes.But there are some I wouldn't trade for anything. This was a nice walk through nostalgia and down memory lane...Thanks for shairng this you paint the picture of your youth with you choice of words and paint the imagery that takes the readers just where you wanted us to go!!!!Thanks for sharing!!!~~Toni~~
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There are a lot of great lines in this poem. I think generally you start off each stanza strong and then the last two rhyming bits seem forced. I think it's definitely worth reworking those few areas. Good job all around though. I also really like the way you ended it, (the last 2 lines in particular) but I don't think you need the word forever there. Personally I would leave it out.
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wao
A very good poem. It like we all have a place that is our to relfect and be at peace
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Oh. I love it... you say it perfect when you say Music = Life. It's a great poem, and describes a feeling quite well.
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