Repetition

Be still my brittle heart,

Caught up in the rhapsody of blue…

Unyielding… my fateful rampart

In this coda that’s so overdue.

 

And as the puckered clouds

Watch over me

They hastily take off their gowns - 

The morsels of that ravaged ancestry…

 

And naked truths make themselves known

For those happy few…

Like a hot breath vibrating on my collarbone

Yanking my dissolute thoughts… yet here they regrew

 

 

Dreamers…they never learn…

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Coda - an ending part of a piece of music or a work of literature or drama

Reviews

[Pencil2Pad]

I really liked the lines below....they are really beautiful.
"Be still my brittle heart,
Caught up in the rhapsody of blue…
Unyielding… my fateful rampart
In this coda that’s way overdue."

[Ana B.]

Thank you P2P :)

[Mystery]

I absolutely love it ,its so diverse

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Mystery :)

[emmajoy]

'Dreamers…they never learn…'

Without dreams we never learn what might be, what WE might be, what hides unseen but would take us.. who knows. For me, your poem actually displays all that.. unless i've misinterpreted you yet again.. it's been known, Ana. Your writing is many layered.. that's your greatest skill.

'And naked truths make themselves known.. '

[Ana B.]

A wonderful thing to say Emma, and you're quite right in your interpretation. Thank you so much for saying this and for stopping by in my lil world :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"And naked truths make themselves known
For those happy few…
Like a hot breath vibrating on my collarbone
Yanking my dissolute thoughts… yet back they regrew"
These lines are superb! I loved the overall flow of your poem..
I think if dreamers learned their lessons, they wouldn't be called dreamers anymore😉
Good work here!

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You are welcome ☺

[Philip Muls]

Dreamers never learn and that is why they are dreamers right. A quality some of us do not have because we are too rational.

Love it.

[Ana B.]

Thank you Philip :)

[Stephen LaPrad]

Dreamers never learn... I don't know whether I agree or disagree. Dreamers don't learn cause they have their minds made up, but then again dreamers can learn to dream a greater dream. Overall though I really like your work, and how I interpreted the last stanza was that only a few can live they're dreams, but only a few can remember. hence dreamers never learn.

[Ana B.]

Well, my last verse, is a sigh in a very beautiful sense, not a begrudging. As a dreamer myself, i am happy that i never learn, but keep dreaming. Thank you for stopping by Stephen.

[Stephen LaPrad]

Wow, that's really positive. I love it

[Ana B.]

Thank you :)

[1VJ]

Dreamers may never learn but apparently they write outstanding poetry, much enjoyed your melodic coda.

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much, Paloma!

[CA Anurag Sharma]

A different write this by you Ana M'am, but a very well written offcourse.... good one

[Ana B.]

Thank you Anurag :)

[sinNsincerity]

We never do learn. I like to call it dedication hehe
Masterful as always Ana.

[Ana B.]

:) good thinking. Thank you for stopping by Sin.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Just great, Ana, loved it. Fine piece of poetry. Well done. :) rudi

[Ana B.]

Thank you Rudi :)