Why does it keep happening?
I sit here reading words,
Typing words,
Music playing in the background
When it happens,
A piece of music stirs me.
This piece came on the radio,
I stopped,
Stopped and listened.
I was taken into a new world,
A world of song.
A new piece of music assailed me,
Assailed my mind and heart.
Why had I not heard it before?
I just sat there listening,
Listening to this glorious sound
In this new world of music,
Music that had come into my life,
Come into my life once more.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 19th, 2022 02:13
- Comment from author about the poem: The piece of music was "Après un rêve" by Faure.
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 41
- Users favorite of this poem: spilleronsheet, Accidental Poet
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Comments7
A beautiful song
Complemented with a poets recount
Precious are the lines that recommend the song
Great one dear Andy
Thank you so much for your kind words spilleronsheet.
Andy
it would take someone far greater than me to explain the multitude of mechanisms & probable series of events responsible for your most accurate observation & subsequent poetic reflections here this very mane .. well it would within this little box anyway ... Enjoy & enjoyed mate ..... Neville 🙂
So very kind Neville and very much appreciated.
Andy
Glad it's (mostly?) music, and not singing. It might be my melodious screeches! lol.
Your melodious screeches may be appreciated by some.
Andy
A beautiful song and beautiful words
Thank you katie, much apprciated.
Andy
Music can bring out so many emotions. And beautiful music can bring out wonderful expressions. Thank you.
So true Rozina, I have felt all emotions in music.
Andy
Beautiful song, beautiful words. 👍
Thank you AP, most kind.
Andy
Don't you just love it when that happens.
I surely do d a.
Andy
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