OUR SONG.

Fay Slimm.

 

 

OUR SONG.


Sonorously resonant and meaningful
our melody did not die,
.#~#.
it just decompressed, is now lying
at rest and folded.

 

It currently has but few usable lines, 
yet once alive and flowing
.#~#.
love's ballad, styled in momentary
angst, remains composed.

 

Though down to occasional base-beats
and presently weakened
.#~#.
with the weight of infrequency
love does not let go.

 

What we are told is to practise when
passive sears contact,
.#~#.
melts accord or sings unclearly
and love rightly knows.

 

Our orchestra may yet strike up love's
music as distrust mellows
.#~#.
and nostalgia re-wires tight keys
of each rusted blue-note.

 

Love's concerto if left incomplete still
strums fragmented themes
.#~#.
in minor's slow beats and quietly
hums harmonic tones.

 

Love yearns to compose its rhapsody
using duo-baton guide,
.#~#.
and thinks it high time to re-create 
our song without lows.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 23rd, 2018 05:25
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments +

Comments4

  • orchidee

    Good write Fay.

  • Michael Edwards

    Love the form of this dear Fay

  • Goldfinch60

    There is a saying in singing, and other procedures, which goes "Use it or lose it"

    May your rhapsody of love become stronger each day.

  • IsraaD

    Beautiful poem about the minor falls and major lifts of love.



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