Poem -

One Wrong Note

he turned about
inexperienced mind
singing the twilight
with hesitant words
tapping out music
longing for lyrics
to make sense of melodies
only he heard
listening hard for a chorus
to make right his song
a symphony playing
with all the notes wrong
a symphony playing
he was more all along
a glorious noise stood apart
from the throng...

how he never once knew
twas the world
heard it wrong

M P 19/1/22

 

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Neville

Cor blimey Matron, this is sadly more ironic than the Firth of Forth Bridge & considerably deeper than a very deep ocean .. I was gonna say a deep well .. but thought someone behind me might think I was going to ask a question in my grown up gruffest voice .. Neville 

PS .. Loved One Wrong Note ............................... x
 

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Marion

Aye..mental health Nev, people who don't fit or made their own moulds...you know all about that.
I am chuffed you liked ...liked your comment too...made me smile...such a rare event these days lol x

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Neville

Hey ... that's wot we call a 'win win' around these parts ........ 🌻 x

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Marion

😊😊😊😊😊

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Gwendoline

Gosh Marion this is fabulous, even the title I absolutely love. Not everyone feels they fit in this society. It isn’t their fault, it is the narrow minded sight society puts on them. But it causes an inwards battle trying to make sense of something that can never sit peacefully in this world we have made. The world is broken 
hugs 💗

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Marion

Yea...we don't appreciate uniqueness Gwen, nobody can be different physically or mentally Gwen which is a shame because some of the most beautiful souls I have ever know never fitted life's mould xx

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