~ MEMORY'S FOREST ~
A lone saxophone
Lost
Deep, in the forest
Lets loose
An elongated cry,
Echoing
Like waterfalls
Upon the lilting wind,
Tickling
Baby squirrels
On treetops tips,
Bringing
A single tear
To a young girl's cheek
Who daydreams
To herself
Of her father's music
His saxophone
So dearly missed
As she wonders
Why it is
That here
Among the trees of this,
Her memory's forest,
She recalls his face
So very well
And feels like the animals
Of memory's forest
Are cradled
And loved
By treetops promise,
Just as she feels
This most musical
And magical
Afternoon
Has created
New moments shared
And recollections
Rare
Of a father
Long gone
And breathed new life
Into
His musical memory
By a visit
Deep,
Into this,
Her Memory's Forest...
Tony Taylor
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Very nicely well written and presented Tony a more than fine read indeed.
A magical memory of a musical memory or a magical dream within a dream.
Full marks and richly deserved and your choice of image adds to your beautiful poem of calm too.
Why thank you kindly Sir SHAUN!!.....'Tis ALWAYS a pleasure to hear from you......your words ~ kind......and your impressions are most welcome!!...thanx again dear poet brother!!......stay groovy!!.....T xo : )
wonderful poem Tony! I love dreams! and just had one that reconnected me with an old friend! This seemed a little different delivery for you, but I loved it!
your friend................................Jim
Thanx Jim!! ~ so true...whether or not its a daydream....dreams are WAY more important than most people give them credit for!!.....Lots of love to you and yours my friend.......smiles....T xo : )
Muscle memory in music is instinctive, .ive found that I hear my mothers voice when I say things to my kids that she would have said to me...its an echoing of who they were continuing on...I dont know if that was your intent, but that what this reminds me of...really loved this xx
And a most profoundly loving interpretation indeed.....I love it!! ~ Isn't poetry the coolest!!.......thanx so much for sharing this my friend!!.....Big smiles......T xo : )
Awwww awesome Tony I love thisun coz magically mystique I lurvv the sax like ❤️💜❤️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Big Thank You Miss JILL!!....Hugs n Smiles!!......T xo : )
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wonderful poem TONY
Mucho THANX Sir GREG!!......smiles.....T xo : )
I adored this tony, I love the imagery that our memories can be like our own fairytale forest where we can get lost for hours, exploring, searching, reliving, building new moments as you are reminiscing in a present one. Pinned, I had to re read three times before I commented, I really enjoyed. Beautiful Tony. Other peoples creativity amazes me, the variety we have in our ability to express as one soul with a million varieties of perspectives and imagination. Sending love and light always ❤☀❤
Amen to that dear sister SHELLEY!!...I absolutely LOVE the way you Love Poetry....your enthusiasm for it spills out into your work and into the comments and energy of the whole site!!....you are such a blessing to COSMO...please keep up the great work my friend!!.....and thanx so much for the wonderful comment........LOTS of Love to you and yours!!......Glide On Love....T xo :)
Tony... this made me swell with love, thank you so much ❤☀❤. I love that I have found this passion again because it really is a fierce passion that I had sadly forgotten for so long. Its such a waste but I will make up for it now, im absorbing all like a sponge and so inspired, to push myself to express in as many ways as I can, just as I see everyone on this beautiful site doing. You are a blessing my friend, never forget it. Thank you for being my mirror. Love and light always ☀❤☀
Such a wonderful piece. You never disappoint my friend. Really love the imagery and the feelings this poem creates. There is so much beauty in the memories we all hold deep in our hearts and this poem captures the beautiful moment in which we recall our most cherished memories, simply beautiful. 5stars.
Love&Hugs,
W.D