Poems Inspired by Music (idea inspired by the forum)

This song was inspired by the songs Nerve and Roam by The Story So Far

are recorded performances of a poem inspired by music acceptable?

(This piece, based on the Elton John song of the same name and best
read while listening to the music; http://www.youtube.com/watch?
feature=player_detailpage&v=3p_xAToFzck )

Funeral For A Friend  

Solemni Pompa  
 
Under a dark gray sky  
the mourners come  
beckoned by the church bells toll  
and a distant organs lament  
undeterred by the chill Winter wind  
they come to remember  
the life of a friend  
 
Alta Tristitiam  
 
The church doors swing wide  
the mourners enter in  
greeted by the anguished dirge  
of the thunderous organ  
played in a vain attempt  
to quicken the dead  
and banish the demons within  
 
Spera Triumphi  
 
A single white dove  
is released into the gloom  
as if the soul rises triumphant  
from the dearly departed  
and travels upward to paradise  
only to return on Resurrection day  
 
Miseratiónum Monimentum  
 
The pews now filled  
with family and friends  
the tender requiem begins  
what a wonderful father he was  
a devoted husband too  
a poem is read  
his favorite hymn is sung  
projected images are viewed  
 
 
Lamentatione Flebili  
 
The grieving wife loudly weeps  
rushing to the coffin  
crying NO! NO! NO!  
others join in sobbing  
the widow turns to meet their gaze  
the tear stained faces  
of many women she doesn't know  
 
Celebratio  
 
Close friends ascend the pulpit  
to celebrate his life well lived  
funny things he said  
crazy things he did  
the sound of his laughter  
the warmth of his smile  
memories that keep him alive  
 
Laetus Exitus  
    
Fueled by happy thoughts of him  
smiling the pall bearers lift the casket  
on shoulders they carry  
his eternal vessel  
not as a box with a corpse inside  
but as the victorious hero of the game  
 
Pompa Sepulturae  
 
The mourners turned celebrants  
follow their friend’s mortal shell  
outside and into the ancient church yard  
made glorious by the sun’s rays  
penetrating the dark sky  
as if heaven has descended  
to welcome him home  
   
Ultimum Vale  
 
Family and friends encircle  
the newly dug grave  
nestled between ancestors  
long since departed  
the final resting place is blessed  
 
the widow overcome with grief  
christens the coffin lid  
with a handful of soil  
she kisses a single red rose  
her tears, like morning dew  
glisten on its delicate petals  
she places it near his heart  
as he is lowered into the ground

       
(Sung to Carmina Burana, Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi by Carl Orff)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EJC-_j3SnXk        
 
Fortunate
      
ff        
He wakes alone        
She wakes alone        
Two souls yearning for true love        
       
mp        
He enters in        
the small cafe        
to buy a cup of        
coffee        
       
mp        
She’s sitting there        
lost in her book        
looks up when he starts        
speaking        
       
mf        
It cannot be        
him standing there        
she feels her skin start        
tingling        
       
mp        
His eyes meet hers        
they share a smile        
they had been longtime        
lovers        
       
mp        
Turning away        
to pay his tab        
he looks as she’s just        
leaving        
       
mf        
He let her go        
12 years years before        
a choice that left him        
grieving        
       
mf        
Back then she ran        
because he loved        
solely his mistress        
Wall Street        
       
mp        
He rushes out        
calling her name        
his heart, the street were        
empty        
       
mp        
Reentering in        
the small cafe        
to sit where she’d been        
seated        
       
mf        
When on the chair        
he finds a book        
the one that she’d been        
reading        
       
mp        
She marked page 12        
there wrote a note        
that made his heart start        
singing        
       
mp        
Let’s turn the page        
forget what’s past        
begin a brand new        
chapter        
       
mf        
Please come to me        
if you still care        
I live at the same        
address        
       
mf        
He quickly leaves        
looks for a shop        
to buy her long-stemmed        
roses        
       
ff        
He’s at her door        
She lets him in        
mind, heart and soul and        
body        
       
ff        
He starts to speak        
she says please don’t        
just hold me close and        
kiss me        
       
fff        
Her breast now bare        
pressed to his chest        
she feels his manhood        
growing        
       
fff        
Guiding him in        
filled to her core        
she whispers welcome        
home dear        
       
fff        
Sound the horns        
ecstasy's fanfare        
let the climatic        
timpani beat        
clash the cymbals        
cries of loves consummation        
       
Postlude        
       
mp        
Alone she wakes        
he enters in        
with long-stemmed rose and        
coffee

song:  Someday We'll Be Together Again - Bonjr

Hopelessly Happy inst. by Bonjr

If life is a ride,  
my hands are held high,  
I'm getting by,  
but I want to fly!  
 
If life is a ride,  
will you stand by my side,  
I'm fixing mine,  
before I die!  
 
I need to decide for myself,  
my health is a measure of wealth,  
happiness can't be found in something else,  
yeah, happiness comes from the self!  
 
 
I am always running from something,  
some say they see my seams splitting,  
Daily barely awake,  
Take some potions to get through the motions,  
divided along emotions,  
looking for the quotient,  
Supposing as I sit here alone,  
so it goes I scroll through my phone,  
no new notifications,  
except for the bitches constantly hating,  
they want to see me floundering, failing,  
debating if I am just faking,  
fuck it I am done with this bullshit,  
see me take it,  
see me make it!  
 
 
If life is a ride,  
my hands are held high,  
I'm getting by,  
but i want to fly!  
 
If life is a ride,  
will you stand by my side,  
I'm fixing mine,  
before I die!  
 
I need to decide for myself,  
my health is a measure of wealth,  
happiness can't be found in something else,  
yeah, happiness comes from the self!  
 
 
yeah.. happiness comes from the self,  
what else do you want to know?  
This world is cold but our souls are warm,  
listen no one is better some may be clever,  
some say the man has control of the levers,  
I say let's plan an endeavor,  
and forever remember we are in this together...  
 
yeah, forever remember we are in this together...  
 
yeah, forever remember we are in this together...  
 
yeah, forever remember we are in this together...  

Orion

They say you came
from the middle star,
one of three they said
long necked
and cane fingered;
a grey shadow come home

surfed your strange wormholes,
journeyed at warp speed
towards our humble trees
and you never travelled alone.

The Mayans saw you
in the form of a bird,
built their temples
in your belt line

and I wonder if they knew
what I always pondered,
if you skate the edges
of the heavens
watching me

disguising your knowledge
in the irony of a shepherd,
while three pounds of brain
roam curious constellations
in great herds of the unknown.

~

(Inspired by “The Sky Is A Neighbourhood” by Foo Fighters: https://youtu.be/TRqiFPpw2fY )

Inspired by Serenity Painted Death by Opeth.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7cuL_JxHOE

Anonymous 2

I look at the stars in the night
And I wish
I had someone to share this view with
Maybe you're in the sky

Maybe you're the wind that blows
And plays tricks on me
As I try to catch the kisses you blow
Because love is confusing
If you're the wind
Lift me up
Don't let me go

Could you possibly be the sun
That wakes me up in the morning?
And peeps into my room
As i look for something new?
If you're the sun
Show me my bright side

Are you the rain?
That wakes me up from my dreams?
To show me you're in pain?
That hides the tears on my cheek?
If you are the rain
Please cleanse me

I think you are the bugs
That just don't like me
Maybe you're just scared
Because you always bite me
I don't know why
But don't be afraid of me
I won't hurt a fly

Or could you be a bird
Beautiful, attractive, like an angel with wings?
That always fly away from me?
Because sometimes I'm afraid
And can't imagine that someone as beautiful as you wants to spend the rest of their life with me

-

Inspired by I'm Jealous by Shania Twain

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=KO4ZNHcUVHk