Someone snatched my soul away
and replaced it with a song,
a delicate melody to fill me.
I can't regret my losses
I feel its notes from my ears to my tail
and I've never been so happy
Ever.
the complex series of crescendos
echoing louder
and louder
always fill the silence
and I can't stop to think
without hearing a harmony
or a chord
or a small, soft echo
ringing in my ears.
my song is comfort in the dark
umbrella in the rain
entertainment in boredom
it's an extra burst of happiness right when i need it
and it's always there
it's a complex little thing.
ranging from bass to soprano
piano to forte
with bits of vibrato
and staccato
it's melancholy
and joyous
and angry
and calm
It's a perfect mix
of extremes
and means
and it's positively perfect for me
Author notes
Sometimes I really do think that someone stuck a song in me for my soul. it would probably explain a lot of things. The "ears to tail" remark in the first stanza is a reference to the fact that I like to think that I'm half cat. I'm not sure why, I've just always felt that way.
-Twila (Tarragon)
Song (if that counts), Melody, Notes, Crescendo, Harmony, Chord, Echo (I consider it musical, but not everyone does), Bass, Soprano, Piano, Forte, Vibrato, Staccato
A contest entry
- Round One. INVITE ONLY! by Simply Simple.
600 points, ended September 7, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Pretty pretty pretty... I love the way you use all the music teminology.... makes me feel not alone....
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I loved your title and for the most part your word choice. In places your flow seemed a tad choppy and forced. Anyway, for the most part this was quite enjoyable. Thank you for sharing it.
Good luck.
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very original, really cool and fun to read, it's like you made music readable, well that's simply called rhythm I guess! anyway it's really good, the most original and vivid poem I've ever read on this page actually!
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GORGEOUSITISEXACTLYWHATIFEELLIKEHALFNOALLTHETIME. LOVELY.
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hmmmmm what animal would i be....
if u r half cat hen i would be a.... what....
oh do u have anything to say to kesh? im writing a letter to her and it will be sent out tomorrow.
oh. and i adore the poem. i feel that way alot.
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