September song
- harlequin heartache -
you turned me inside out
when I thought I found you
many years ago,
and I had come to the end
of the line realizing, hope
was not for me, and that I
was on the path
from nowhere to somewhere,
perhaps heading for the light
thinking that dreams
are for dreamers, and only for those
with broken chains, free.
I was barely breathing,
full of hardship,
feeling on my own, isolated,
unable to persevere,
with distinct echoes
of detached silence
within the rhythm of my heart,
like flying solo
under sky’s blue, high above
the white cliffs of Dover,
almost, as if with no more hurt thinking:
’What if time could go backward?’
The tearful truths guarding my heart
became signs that read:
Handle with care,
as my high hopes became
a time bomb
in the the eye of the storm,
leaving me with the thought
that my darkness is doomed
for the Devil’s been busy
- eyes can tell -
and the undaunted one, I once was,
could then not face even the wind
or the sun.
What I know now is useless,
as the songs: 'Unchained melody',
and 'Heartbreak hotel' race within me,
like the pitter patter of little feet,
by the fire,
near the wishing well,
where I allowed you, to change my mind,
to win, and my heart
started beating, loudly,
to the sound of 'What a wonderful world',
and only the monks
were silent.
Within me, you have become
the silent partner,
the sweet memory
since that time, you asked me:
”Do you want to dance”.
Meanwhile, in other news
I can see change in
the light in their eyes,
and, I have become aware,
they now speak, softness,
for I am learning -
taking it day by day.
- harlequin heartache -
you turned me inside out
when I thought I found you
many years ago,
and I had come to the end
of the line realizing, hope
was not for me, and that I
was on the path
from nowhere to somewhere,
perhaps heading for the light
thinking that dreams
are for dreamers, and only for those
with broken chains, free.
I was barely breathing,
full of hardship,
feeling on my own, isolated,
unable to persevere,
with distinct echoes
of detached silence
within the rhythm of my heart,
like flying solo
under sky’s blue, high above
the white cliffs of Dover,
almost, as if with no more hurt thinking:
’What if time could go backward?’
The tearful truths guarding my heart
became signs that read:
Handle with care,
as my high hopes became
a time bomb
in the the eye of the storm,
leaving me with the thought
that my darkness is doomed
for the Devil’s been busy
- eyes can tell -
and the undaunted one, I once was,
could then not face even the wind
or the sun.
What I know now is useless,
as the songs: 'Unchained melody',
and 'Heartbreak hotel' race within me,
like the pitter patter of little feet,
by the fire,
near the wishing well,
where I allowed you, to change my mind,
to win, and my heart
started beating, loudly,
to the sound of 'What a wonderful world',
and only the monks
were silent.
Within me, you have become
the silent partner,
the sweet memory
since that time, you asked me:
”Do you want to dance”.
Meanwhile, in other news
I can see change in
the light in their eyes,
and, I have become aware,
they now speak, softness,
for I am learning -
taking it day by day.
Author notes
I took the 52 'titles' of the 'Titles we are' Group and tried to develop it into a meaningful poem. Please visit our Group: http://allpoetry.com/group/show/Titles+Are+Us
Comments
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Wonderful
Very creative and makes for wonderful titles. Best of luck in the contest

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This was truly amazing. It was not so much that you used every title, but that this poem had such cohesivenss and meaning. Without the bold type I would never have guessed that you filled this work with preconceived wording.
This is such a beautiful story of love and commitment, an man feeling unworthy until he is redeemed by a caring heart.
You are such an asset to this group, and I hope your poem attracts new members or at least new readers. Peace, Liz -
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Dear Liz
Thanks for the kind comments. It was a challenge that I will not take up soon, but it was most enjoyable.
Frans
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What a wonderful poem!
I am totally in awe ... How you did this, is beyond my comprehension!
Captivating, haunting and truly a journey through time and turmoil ...
Thank you for being such a versatile writer and inspiration to us all.
Love
Myra

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Myra
I can't resist this. Come joing this group. Your poetry would be a blessing to this group. Go http://allpoetry.com/group/show/Titles+Are+Us Will be 'looking out for you! Frans
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This is a wonderful write that captures the reader from beginning to end. My best wishes always.


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Wonderful Poem
You have created a wonderful poem based on these titles. Youm are always so creative dear friend. Thank you for sharing. It brought a smile to read the song titles.
Bless You, Sandy


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Very clever Frans and a lot of work too I bet


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Sandy
thanks for commenting on my 'titles' poem. The challenge is now yours. How about a lovely rhyme poem using some of the titles?! Frans -
You bet,
the best part of an hour! Inserting the italics and bold font was worse than writing the poem. Thanks for reading.
Frans
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LOL That's why I don't do word banks often I hate that part too
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it does keep the mind active, and one from 'doing wrong'!! Frans -
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haha I cannot see you doing anything wrong dear Frans
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