In time
My favourite song's playing twenty four seven.
Drum beating in my heart at eleven passed eleven. On repeat,repeat, everywhere I go....
To the point that I feel I should let it go.
Yet, It is etched on my record that I cannot break,
Its there when I sleep, and there when I wake.
Awakening me from my slumber of distrust,
And into a dream that had been covered in dust.
The key of the tune is the one to my soul,
When it disappears I am placed in a dark hole.
On return I am filled with a restrained desire,
To put it on repeat and relight the fire.
It began in the sun surrounded by broken hearts,
and into the winter on replay from the start.
The sweetest tune I never thought I would hear,
Is now my favourite.. that I hold so dear...
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Comments
Wow CLAIRE!! ~ a moving piece to say the least.......11:11 a VERY powerful number (wonder why you chose that)........I love the way you used the repetition of the song to be representative of the intent of the piece......... inspiration from another soul is truly a gift..........ALL STARS........ well done...... and........WELCOME to COSMO!!.........T xo
Thank you very much
Hi Claire A lovely poem music has a way
of staying in our minds reminding us of loves, losses
events and they stay with us, jogging our minds of what
was going on in our lives or who we were with
i often play music reminding me of
people your poem is using a song as a comparison to a love
i`m thinking
I enjoyed thanks for sharing and welcome to Cosmo
best wishes Debs
Thanks very much for your lovely comment.
Your sweetest tune...Helped write a great poem
terrific write and subject matter, Claire, the magic of music so well illustrated, honestly I love where this poem takes my mood, good stuff....cheers