We Are Heroes

If the title doesn't remind of you a David Bowie song, it better!

WE ARE HEROES

 

A melody haunts the waking air

And lingers like the morning rain

That stops the throbbing of my heart

And resets my bounding pulse again.

 

The wispy twinge of a sullen string

That rises and falls, yet gets up to try

Is propped by a trickle of drums and bass

To aid in a song that never shall die.

 

The cymbals crash and trombones roar,

While violins seep through underneath

The exultant soaring guitar walls

Electrified by your presence beneath;

 

You are an oasis in an island of dreams,

An apparition close yet always away;

But your voice, oh your hypnotic voice

Grows nearer and nearer every day.

 

And I believe that we are destined to be

Heroes in a land of stark villainy,

And when the day dissolves into a memory,

The only sound raging will be our melody.

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

very well done ands melodic

[Carolann Dowsett]

Absolutely beautiful, I thoroughly enjoyed this.

[Abdul Aziz]

Thank you

[Carolann Dowsett]

Welcome

[MOON]

Lovely flowing tribute to love.

[AK]

Wow! This poem is just brilliant! Once I'd read the first line, I immediately knew that this poem was going to be stunning. You have spun words together so very well, you've left me awe struck, sir. The topic that you chose to write on was well chosen. Keep writing!
:)

[Dinesh Sairam]

First of all, welcome back (I think this is the third time I'm saying this.. You need to write more often, man).

The first one doesn't have any noticeable flaw or undesirable points. But, it also doesn't leave much to be impressed in any way.

I thought the transition from the first to the second stanza a bit too quick (i.e. from 'A melody haunts the waking air' to 'The cymbals crash and trombones roar'). The rest of the stanza was great, good imagery there.

The third stanza was a letdown, but perhaps you'd attend to my concern. The stanza opens with a cliche, and ends before providing little imagery or device of any sort.

The closing stanza, however, was good once again. Apt load of imagery and hyperbole sans cliquish ideas. The lingering final line also adds to the meaning.

And there are metric imperfections here and there.. but it's childish to take this seriously after so many years of poetry between us. I'm just pointing it out for namesake.

Lastly, I didn't listen to the song. I take your poem description to my advantage. Still, if any of the above mentioned points relate to the song in some manner, pardon me.

Keep writing (Seriously!).