Poem of 2024
Grace
IDryad
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IDryad
Tyrant of Words
125
Joined 25th Aug 2011Forum Posts: 16846
Boys
...the sex pistols didn't really catch here but Savage Garden did for a while. Have you ever sung in karaokes?
did you hear him sing
he crooned it so well
I blushed, he sang a song
that calls my name
I turned to her
you think he likes me
She laughed yes he does
I was hopeful
But he didn't like us
he had a wife and kid
he was singing for his child
the name the same as mine
she laughed softly
moonbeam playing on her barrettes
a shooting star
illuminated her face
she turned to him
as the breeze blew her hair
off her face
...the sex pistols didn't really catch here but Savage Garden did for a while. Have you ever sung in karaokes?
did you hear him sing
he crooned it so well
I blushed, he sang a song
that calls my name
I turned to her
you think he likes me
She laughed yes he does
I was hopeful
But he didn't like us
he had a wife and kid
he was singing for his child
the name the same as mine
she laughed softly
moonbeam playing on her barrettes
a shooting star
illuminated her face
she turned to him
as the breeze blew her hair
off her face
ajay
Forum Posts: 1687
Fire of Insight
2
Joined 21st Mar 2023 Forum Posts: 1687
Lookin' At The Future In Her Rear View Mirror:
'Have you ever sung in karaokes?' she asks him
He smiles, then thinking sadly of his tale,
remembering of certain songs he's known,
he casts his mind back through obscuring veil
of tears, and years that have so swiftly flown,
to when in city-centre pub she said:
'Go on! Get up and sing a song for me!'
and so with fearful, trepidatious tread
he walked up to the stage, unhappily,
and though he couldn't sing a single note
he chose their song* and then began to sing
across that crowded bar, with love to float
the words above the voices and the ching
of money tills towards his only love
who sat and watched and sang those same words back
to him. And soon the noisy push and shove
of drunken people in that bar grew slack
and they began to listen as he sang
the love that overflowed his heart for her
while she returned his love in words that rang
out true and quietened all the drinkers there.
Then when the song was done, the music still,
he went to where she waited with a kiss,
while all the pub again began to fill
with noise. He didn't hear. Her kiss was bliss.
The music's silent now and doesn't play;
for something came and took her song away.
The wind was sighing softly through the trees
and sharing secrets with their rustling leaves
as, high above, the Moon with light so pale
began to listen as she told her tale.
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*The song:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=oxK7RPlt6TE&pp=ygUYYnJlYWQgYmFieSBpbSBhIHdhbnQgeW91
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Grace
IDryad
Forum Posts: 16846
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
125
Joined 25th Aug 2011Forum Posts: 16846
A moment in Time
...I love that song. Lovely to think it is you and your beloved's song too. Awesome!
there was a moment in time
when nothing seemed to rhyme
nothing seemed to go right
even dreams were out of sight
nothing seemed to be amazing
or even slightly interesting
the boredom was immense
the disappointment intense
a letter from a pen-pal
arrived giving me a boost
unfortunately she wanted to stop
writing to me on that day
cos she had a new pen-pal
from nearer her home
way out in Australia
she needed the money for her stamp
she laughed softly
looking far away
into the horizon
the moon shone
unto the valley below
...I love that song. Lovely to think it is you and your beloved's song too. Awesome!
there was a moment in time
when nothing seemed to rhyme
nothing seemed to go right
even dreams were out of sight
nothing seemed to be amazing
or even slightly interesting
the boredom was immense
the disappointment intense
a letter from a pen-pal
arrived giving me a boost
unfortunately she wanted to stop
writing to me on that day
cos she had a new pen-pal
from nearer her home
way out in Australia
she needed the money for her stamp
she laughed softly
looking far away
into the horizon
the moon shone
unto the valley below
ajay
Forum Posts: 1687
Fire of Insight
2
Joined 21st Mar 2023 Forum Posts: 1687
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Grace
IDryad
Forum Posts: 16846
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
125
Joined 25th Aug 2011Forum Posts: 16846
Screens
for when the voices are silent
for when there's no inspiration
there's that poem waiting to be written
there are the words waiting to be spoken
the hush of a sabbatical
from walks under harvest moons
shared thoughts some theatrical
of some unfortunate events
Screens are for these silence
to keep the meanders still
until the time tick again
movies play on the reel
🍁☕🍜
for when the voices are silent
for when there's no inspiration
there's that poem waiting to be written
there are the words waiting to be spoken
the hush of a sabbatical
from walks under harvest moons
shared thoughts some theatrical
of some unfortunate events
Screens are for these silence
to keep the meanders still
until the time tick again
movies play on the reel
🍁☕🍜