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"Que Sera Sera"

for a year
each night i visited
moments from our past

each trip
another chance
for me to save her

from fire
from water
from dreadful beast

but mostly from herself

finally
i was a child
beside her rocking chair

with care
her rhythm
lulled my tiny siblings

i saw
her hands
but not her face

the window
drew her gaze
as she was singing

in streams
of sun so bright
the air was white

around her

i meant
to conjure words
to form a warning

i was too small

so i listened
to her song
for one last time





Author notes

So for those who don't know that song it goes:
"Que Sera Sera - whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que Sera Sera."

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  • Ryno
    October 10

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    This was brilliant...
    I loved your take on this phrase. A genius, touching and beautiful way to express it. Your imagery was fantastic, also.

    Loved the idea of just embracing the moment--and what you did have of that moment, rather than forcefully, greedily trying to make more of it.

    Excellent.


  • petalblue2
    September 15

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    This is breathtakingly lovely And truly, I mean it took my breath away and I had to remember it was an important task to resume
    My daughter loves this song, I sing it to her every night. I have a similar story that I have taken years to deal with and it does not always seem to get better. You captured it expertly with simplicity and grace.
    Lovely write and thanks for sharing
    Kelly


  • manoguru
    September 13

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    you have a good eye for drama you leave the readers in a suspense... what happened to that lady you were talking about?


  • deercatcher
    July 31

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    eye like it!

    Songs never die... They are alive every time they are celebrated. This is troubling and compelling; like finding a page of an unknown book...

  • sleepinglion
    July 31
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    A lovely song and a lovely poem, what an interesting idea to place yourself as the listener in the way
    Regards david

  • bandbrat11
    July 30
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    This is amazing!!
    it is sooooooo true also and i love it!!

  • loafy
    July 29
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    i like the song...and the poem! lol. very chillling, makes me feel hopeless.


    • Nangaleema
      July 30
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      yeah. this piece is based in truth - i worked through grief in my sleep until by the end i realized - through dreams - i had to let go. it's about coming to terms with the past and the fact of not being able to change it.

  • tara wilson gold member
    July 28
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    sometimes, things are just beyond our power. love this.

  • silverfish
    July 27

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    a moving poem

    very beautiful poem. i felt a tingle up the spine, a warm one. the harmony of the transcendent sunlight flowing over the corporeal and the effervescent pop song as a score playing in life's final act moves us all a little closer to the light. -dorisphish


  • Man of Harlech silver member
    July 27
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    A story told well: with feeling and restraint. "In streams of sun the air was white."
    Yes.

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