there is something in you, the search for the lost chord or the feel of guitar strings that sings your heart and wraps warmly around mine. beat for beat the heat of your sighs mesh with my tantalized cries and tangerine soaked skies that fill sonatas gently played by your sensuous finger tips. the chaos within my lonely heart, wild, untamed, torn apart hears the melody and wonder drifting through your notes, as gooey fudge invades each chord seeking out those stars whose unattained dreams reach out for reality when they caress my lips. within these melodies that beat your heart are the symphonies that tame the chaos of me that sound throughout galaxies making me smile and want to share with you and just be.
there is a lost chord in you that entices me to sing.
Wow ... my first impression was that this piece would have an awkward flow due to its lack of stanza breaks, but once I read it, I realized that it fit well. Your poem created a stream of consciousness as I read ... it was as though I visualized every description like a dream. What I loved most about this piece is its delicacy ... this poem had a soft vibe reminiscent of how I feel when listening to beautiful music (usually classical) or hearing soft sounds outside.
The message is powerful too. It shows how we all need other people to help make us whole. In other words, there's beauty in togetherness, and this poem conveyed that theme well.
I love this song & your poem is equal to the comparison! *wink! wink!* Many lovely sensual expressions that are some of your best, but this isn't what captures my fancy about your message. I'm in a more cerebral, rather than sensory place, becuz of how the title set me into this idea of how we are each missing some pieces in life. Then we meet some people, or some of us meet THE PERSON, but either way, these are the missing pieces we are attracted to, that we've lost along the way. I've never been drawn to the kind of person who would enhance my life in all the predictable ways . . . instead I seemed to be drawn to people with my antennae of intuition as I try to find the lost chord . . . I love that idea even more than your juicy sensuality here! *wink! wink!* (((HUGS)))
i can see the connection between your song pic and your poem ...love the Moody Blues .. their music always lifts me to lofty places to dream and just go with the flow ..as does your poem ...how desperately (at times) we search for that lost chord ..that something special in another .. and how we rejoice when its found ... captivating us ...holding us in its enthrall ... on first read i wasn't sure what i thought about "gooey fudge" ...it brings a not quite for the poem to me ... on reading again i thought ...well ..ok ..it lends some playfulness to the affair ;) i think your music metaphor is strong and you take it all the way through ..the perspective for attraction is uniquely the lost chord in another ..really like that ... you have a beginning, middle and end that is a wrap up ..always gives me as reader a complete meal and walks me out of the restaurant satisfied .. i use to have that album too .. great stuff .. it was lost to my cut loose from material things period :( i had a lot of collectibles from all those Woodstock artists ...stupid me huh!? but i was never a collector ... used to give silver dollars to my customers as change (when i was a paper boy) and i put first edition Mickey Mantle cards in the spokes of my Huffy to give it engine power go ;) ahhhh it really was much simpler then .. enjoyed your poem/song of longing and love sir ...i think i hear you singing it now
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Curt, this is one I was reading the other day. Or was it yesterday? Not sure now lol. Anyhow... i Liked it and seeing that I do play music, I was drawn quickly into this one and I'll say the Melody of it was was as smooth as a Balled. However :-) I was thrown off coarse by this line.."as gooey fudge invades each chord" know why? Because.. You had just written my fingers onto making the chords and serenaded me into this melody then all of a sudden you dropped the Absolute Cardinal Sin.. A Definite No NO and I dropped the Instrument I was playing and the Melody suddenly halted into silence..... Because.. You never eat food or touch your instruments with goofy sticky fingers LOL
I'd say your write was Great and Intense to do that, Wouldn't you say?
Superbly captured Redzone. I've seen a lot of people on here try to capture that feeling others bring you and the connections between two people, but not many have achieved anything so unique and distinctive as this.
Your tangerine sky brought the tune orange sky, by Alexi Murdoch to mind, which I am grateful for, as I haven't heard it in a while and fits with the overall theme of the piece spookily well too.
Great job.
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
Nemo, HI... must go listen to this tune you mention, not familiar... and thank you for such a wonder.. read moreNemo, HI... must go listen to this tune you mention, not familiar... and thank you for such a wonderful comment, really appreciate your saying this.... I am gad these words allowed you to feel this connection...
And there are those tangerine skies again....a recurring theme in your romantic writes. A melodious romp of sensuality and deep emotion. To be able to "just be" with another human being is the most special relationship anyone can experience. I really enjoyed this one and the song too! Very "nice". Lydi**
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
tangerine skies are beautiful aren't they.. and they have always reminded me of love/romance... and .. read moretangerine skies are beautiful aren't they.. and they have always reminded me of love/romance... and it was while listening to the Moody Blues that this poem came to me... "voices in the sky"... love those voices.. lol.. thanks Lydi for your lovely
"nice" comment...
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