River Music Haunts Me

WL Schuett

a song so familiar 

Gypsy music or maybe Cajun 

I just couldn't place it 

between us the river was ragin 

 

a melody so poignant 

it was difficult to ignore 

a hymm, 

that was the fog on the river 

and the sand on the shore 

 

isn't there a Jasmine 

that blooms in the night 

and a moonflower that 

closes in dawns first light 

 

muddy old 

deep river blues 

being sung by a man 

without any shoes 

 

a full moon , warm summer night 

moonshine whiskey tucked on the ground 

singing a deep low river song 

while knowing no one else is around 

 

suddenly answering chanteys 

a duet from barge to shore 

a violin so evocatively sweet 

that your heart just tore 

 

they only did play 

for a sweet short time 

but sometimes there is magic 

in a moonlight paradigm 

 

they carried on the ballad 

even after they fell from view 

faint , sweet wisting away 

both kept playing soft and true 

 

haunting 

stirring 

touching 

so powerful 

that it took me home ...

 

 

  • Author: WL (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 14th, 2017 19:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: A poem I have been trying to write for a long time not sure that I won't keep working at it wrote it to go with my painting "the river music haunts me "
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Comments5

  • Accidental Poet

    Amazing! It was so vivid, like a movie screen in my mind. And music on a quiet Mississippi river. Great write wischuett

    • WL Schuett

      Thanks AP glad to hear you could see the imagery

    • myself and me

      The moon is intoxicated by the music from the old guitar and drowned in the river.
      Really want to jump into the paint to sit at the bank, watching the moon, listening river murmuring away. Is wine necessary?

      • WL Schuett

        Thanks M&M I am glad you could feel the image , wine not needed but might not hurt lol

      • MaddieJ

        Ugh! Loved the imagery. I can see the scene when I read! That is a poet's greatest feat when writing to a crowd on the internet. I love that southern feel and the warmth of this poem. Great write!

        • WL Schuett

          Thanks virago glad you could feel something from this poem , I always try read a bunch of poems every day I will definitely read some of yours today ....

          • MaddieJ

            Well thanks! I haven't been posting everyday but I do so love to write!

          • Michael Edwards

            Really enjoyed this - a great piece of writing and is that your painting? Great to have another artist on the site.

            • WL Schuett

              Thanks Michael yes I definitely write a lot of my poems to match my paintings , that you are an artist also intrigues me I will be looking at and reading your poems today . I thought that so far my most successful painting and poem combination was one called ancient whispers check it out if you have the interest .which of your poems would you say best melds your work

              • Michael Edwards

                I certainly will look it out and as for which painting works best with my poetry I'll have to give a bit of thought but I will get back to you.

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              • Goldfinch60

                Wonderful write, you took me there with your words.

                Once more a very good painting.

                • WL Schuett

                  Thanks again I really enjoyed writing this though I think I can still improve on it ...I feel that way a lot and I go back and make changes sometimes years later ... is this something you do or are you always done with them the first time

                  • Goldfinch60

                    I tend to write it and once I print it I will not change it and some of my poems only take a few minutes to write them.

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