Classicmister

The Mahler effect

His  music drifts from room to room

Now filled with hope then dulled with doom

A symphony, his fourth by Mahler

An out- and- out melodic drama

His raucous notes played volume high

Stir memories of times gone by

 

Sounds of hope and then despair

Pulsating on the evening air

For happy once were she and I

As swallows in a summer’s sky

But now those times are decades past

Hindsight dictates they couldn’t last         

 

A  Mahler movement fosters hope

No time to brood no time to mope

New times are come and sadness banished

Dark thoughts of past times truly vanished

Look far up high to starry heights

Away from black and dismal nights