Loneliness is a Memory

        

                      

So we meet in Paris

after years of memories

engulf our sunken minds-

 

those tortuous seas

and thunderous they were

for they’ve been without you

 

two lovers kiss beneath

the eyes of loneliness

while my heart cries aloud-

 

the sound of the past

plays a song in disguise

and a meadowlark sighs

 

while I listen melodiously

with my ears and my eyes

and I see, alas I see…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

24.3.73 started in Paris
26.3.73 finished on train to Calais
While browsing through my journal to Europe, I came across this poem. I decided to post it sans changes. It's raw, I know but would like to know what you think...thanks

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

the sound of the past

plays a song in disguise

and a meadowlark sighs



while I listen melodiously

with my ears and my eyes

and I see, alas I see…

The ending is the best well done melodic and fine

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HMMM What do I think? I think if it aint broke dont fix it.
This was wonderful.
Love the wording in this, it really makes the reader see and feel the emotions as well. Alas I see
Very nice Allen

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

The feelings and emotions really jump out, it's a great read :)

[deeps]

This is a real beuatiful write,
I really enjoyed reading this.

[Coyote Poetry]

The romance of Europe. I spend three years in Stuttgard. Best day of my life. I enjoyed this poem. Easy to find solace and pleasure when you are traveling Europe.
A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Becky C Strukamp]

I think its beautiful just as it is. Your chosen words are perfect. The emotions set forth are excellent. I loved it. You know what they say, dont mess with perfection.