A LONG-FORGOTTEN TUNE

                   A long-forgotten tune

                   Was it in a dream

                   that I heard it

                   last? 

                   A face of a stranger

                   Why does it seem

                   so familiar, so dear

                   to me 

                   now?                  

                
                   Who was I before we met -

                   I cannot recall
               
                   I am afraid to contemplate the reality

                   that confronts me                   

                   full force

                   I am afraid to accept the reality

                   of reality

                 
                   I felt it coming

 

 

                   The overpowering scent 

                   carried

                   from the days of tomorrow 

                   by the omnipotent wind of intuition                        

 

                   Enveloped in and drowned

                   by feelings that I cannot comprehend

                   I think we have met before

                   in a dream from my childhood

                   in that faraway land

 

Reviews

[Adela Muresan]

This is so beautiful.
It made me think about Amsterdam form Amberlin; you can try to listen to it sometime, on my profile from the playlist :P.

Your poem has a great cadence, and the birth of love within the soul is palpable its the verses. -----> Wonderful write.

A.M.

[poet2angels (lynda)]

This is excellent!!!
All is there, the flow, imagery, emotion...
It is sensational
Bravo!

Lynda

[C.L. Wilson]

I can't help but feel that the person is afraid of this song. The song is the key to so many bad memories that it drives you insane!....... I like it. I can see the flashes of memories being awakened and can feel the pain the person is having.

[Shara Faskowitz]

This is lovely, Boris, and it strikes me as very Lennoneque (I suspect "was it in a dream" is a Lennon song reference, yes?). I love the theme and it's well-written although it seems somewhat underdeveloped to me. You talk about familiarity, fear, and an inability to understand, as if you are reaching for something vital that you can't identify. That is a familiar human reaction, I think, and so it's a good theme for a poem but overall the piece would be stronger if you had some concrete examples to underscore the abstracts. Just my opinion, of course, and don't get me wrong. You're really good and the poem is a keeper,but I'd try to develop it more to really make it bloom. :-)

[Pleiades]

This poem is really very touching and means a lot to me indeed. The concepts of rebirth I see in this, changes, evolution, growth, remembrance. For me it embodies the ideals of moving on in life, transcendance and into a new becoming. This is very strong and gripping as it were. Wonderful!

[Barbary Chaapel]

Boris,

I was with you! Floating, winging. This reminds me what
a very good poet you are.

Good form, format, and rhythm.

Well painted words and well imparted message.

This is a good piece

[David Lewis Paget]

Good heavens - someone who can write free form without obfuscation, impossible grammar and spelling mistakes all over??? Someone who can engage my mind without annoying me with inconsequential and irrelevant side issues. Someone who can incorporate a rhyme scheme so subtle that I have to look for it. I really like this, and for anyone that knows my own poetic predilections, that's praise indeed! And assonance, assonance, assonance! Love it! DLP

[EliJoLee]

looove
the word choice
and the description of this piece.
it made me held on to every word.
intriguing.
great work!

[Emily B]

I've met so many familiar strangers. Friends across miles and oceans. Reading their words the first time I know that they will be dear. There has to be a forgotten history there.

I love the ideas behind these words.