Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

For Dave (written in 1984-EEK!)

This is another old poem that I'm posting for mindlovemisery's first Sunday prompt: Old Poetry. This one was written in 1984 (I was a sophomore in college!) and was inspired by the Who's "The Song Is Over."

We tried to write a song once
The melody came easy but
the tempo was too fast
and the lyrics were too deep
I couldn't listen
because I had another song in my head
that I was afraid to forget

The two melodies got mixed up
and I couldn't hear either one clearly
So I stopped writing our song
and tried to forget how it sounded

But every so often
when the music got too mellow
I'd think about the song we started
and wonder how it would've turned out
if I had taken the time to finish it

I tried so hard not to hear it
but I couldn't get the tune out of my head
The notes kept coming back to me

Then I realized they were coming
from you
You wouldn't let the song end
You sang it softly
but I heard the tune
I found myself singing along
and wanting to write again
But this time, the tempo flowed naturally
and the lyrics were soothing
and the melody is always easy.


Anonymous said...

I love this, it is so endearing. I can also very much relate, the inside of my head is a bit like that lol

Brian Miller said...

smiles...pretty cool how over time the two melodies blended and you could hear the song for what it really was....

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Ok, 1984 ain't so long ago, and yes I was a sophomore in college in 1984 and yes, my name used to be Dave. Confess it! This is about you, me, us! Don't be ashamed! Tell the world! :)

This is a lovely poem and had we met I'm sure I would've tried to tempt you with my melody as well, but it wouldn't be the one that you couldn't get out of your head. :) I loved this very much.

Tawnya Smith said...

What a great metaphor for the relationship itself. Simply and cleverly put, still subtly housing the emotions and turmoil. Very nice.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Lovely that the melodies became one and beautiful. The music of love...

Anna :o]