No One Applauded

I have given you my songs and in return...nothing.

No One Applauded


Here in this place of bodies
Young, sitting bodies
Here in this place of stage
Of wires and plug ins and mic tests
Of intros
Of lights and the dark beyond
Here where my decision rested
And hope flowed in silent objective
And eyes gazed
And guitars sounded off to a finger's itch
Here where i came to pour something out
Where mouths opened and closed
and heads diverted
and conversation having nothing to do music, ruled
Where i stood naked, revealed
And the efforts of my soul, cried
Where melody met lyric
but only had each other
and then not even that
where i left the stage, wondering
what language it was i didn't know
that I'd forgotten
never learned
That had only silence as thanks
And eyes that dared not look
As i followed the silence out
to a street of similar distinction
To a train of stoic others:
unheard
unappreciated
unsung.

Reviews

[Emily B]

this is work I could come back to

and read again and again

[Kenneth The Poet]

Nice work, breathtaking in its simplicity yet heavy in its impact. A fine admixture to say the least.