Where Did This Come From?

Goldfinch60



Where did this come from?

I thought I knew Liszt,

Knew his music,

But then this came on the radio,

Never heard it before.

My life stopped as I listened

To this so wonderful sound,

I was taken to a place of dreams

Where life was so wonderful,

Where all helped each other

And acrimony did not exist,

To that place we all hope for

And love for all filled the world.

Music can do this for me,

And this piece of music took me there,

To that place where I want to be forever.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 13th, 2020 02:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: Music always has surprises for me.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 26
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Comments6

  • orchidee

    A fine write Gold. Fido will howl and drown me out if I start singng to music!

  • L. B. Mek

    I'm so uncultured its scary...
    oh well, at least music is music whether you know it's context or merely let your fingers play by feel alone, in those posh elevators with polished mirrors as judgemental walls, lmao

    • Goldfinch60

      Music has always been part of my life since I was a very young boy (that was a very long time ago) and there is so much out there. I think I knoiw a great deal about music but the more I learn about it the more ignorant about it I realise that I am.

      Andy

    • dusk arising

      When it comes to the subject of music, then the lyric "there is always something there to remind me, I was born to love you" would seem appropriate.
      Your music tastes and horizons are far wider than my humble sphere.
      A poem for today's needs, some escapism. Away from the drudge of lockdown and approaching winter..... but join me in the guinea pig queues for the injections soon eh?

      • Goldfinch60

        Thanks d a, your lyric is very appropriate. There are no boundaries for music as you know, we all find new music.
        I will be the one behind you in the queue.

        Andy

      • MendedFences27

        Pat Conroy once said, "Without music, life is a journey through a desert." Some music is here for a while and then disappears forever, some music lasts for centuries. To each of us "our" music is a personal choice and as different as chalk and cheese. What you describe here is the power of music to stir the soul. It is the greatest form of communication. "That place we all hope for" is the ultimate ideal and exists only with music. Without it - only the desert.
        Thanks for this terrific thought provoking poem. - Phil A

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you Phil, you are so write "our music" is a personal choice and I have been listening to it all my life and I know that there are only two types of music, that which I like and that which I don't and the music I like far outweighs that which I do not.

          Andy

        • ANGELA & BRIAN

          ANGELA HERE - No more Clinics til MONDAY - so catching up on MPS ! Can anyone ever really know LISZT Much more difficult to master than Chopin - Pure SOUL MUSIC with a powerful delicacy - AMEN.
          Chopin lifts one to Terrestrial Heights - Liszt to Celestial !
          Thanks for caring enough to share such acoustic Treasure - AMEN

          Love & Joy to You & Yours
          Angela - Brian & Smokey ! ! !

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Angela, the 'treasure' of music is so vast in our lives that it always ahs the ability to surprise us.

            Andy

          • Poetic Dan

            Well needed grounding my friend, as I let go my thoughts and let the music in, each note can take me wherever it wants!

            With this there can be sadness but it always ends in love, within the flow of the spirit in music I believe truly connects us!

            I'll now be adding this to your playlist on my Spotify...

            • Goldfinch60

              Thank you Dan, music has such power to create all emotions but it always leaves us with joy within our lives.

              Andy



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