the morning dusk embrace me
warm like your hand on my bosom
i hear your restful sounds on my side
as i gaze out the cloudless grey sky
not for the first time, i ponder on white sea shell,
and faded beach picture tucked away in small box
remnants of another day, another place
in time, makes me weep gently
remnants of another day, another place
in time, makes me weep gently
i wonder if you know why i don't play
the guitar anymore
Posted for Poetry Jam: Based on Santana's While my guitar gently weeps
Shared for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: OpenLinkNight - Monday
I don't play the guitar; but the sounds are beautiful and made me write a melancholy poem.
picture credit: here
loving the images in this one "not for the first time, i ponder on white sea shell,
ReplyDeleteand faded beach picture tucked away in small box" - and that melancholic close was great too! nice!
Haunting, in the best possible way. Magnificent.
ReplyDelete~Soren
Such a cute song :)
ReplyDeleteWOW! I so love this poem, Heaven. It says so much between the lines.
ReplyDeleteI can definitely feel the heartache in this poem, and I agree with Sherry, the unsaid is even more powerful with this one.
ReplyDeleteSo you want us to all read between the lines now? Geez causing me work..haha Another great piece and can see how the song can inspire, it's a good one.
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem which made me wonder if it was real. If so, I hope no one takes you away from what you love.
ReplyDeleteLovely, Heaven... again.
ReplyDeleteAs another said ... haunting. I see haunting as sort of a peripheral emotion, one that is very complicated and not easy to engage another in. You do wonderful "emotional" challenges in your poems and your readers always respond. It's good.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the wonderful comments. Yes, this is based on a real experience. I think its a challenge to write about one's emotions, without spilling it all over the white page.
ReplyDeleteand I felt the melancholy...the longing for past days. beautifully written. and that picture you used is gorgeous
ReplyDeletemmm...nice feeling behind this and i love that you leave it open for interpretation as it allows us to fill in our own story on why we no long...and a great song to play off of...
ReplyDeleteThe sadness is palpable. Not maudlin, not grasping, just clearly woven in. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely has a melancholy feel to it and leaves the reader free to imagine the story behind the words.
ReplyDeleteI love this rendition. First time I'm hearing it. Love your words, too. It's beautifully saddening.
ReplyDeleteremnants of another day, another place
ReplyDelete..another love?
mmmmm. nice poem.
Tears in this poem...yet so beautiful
ReplyDeleteYou capture the human tendency to revisit the past through mementos with all the longing of the heart. The allusion to the song, adds another layer within the subconscious of the reader, and you tied it up wonderfully in the last lines.
ReplyDeleteLike others, this stanza strikes me hard:
ReplyDelete"not for the first time, i ponder on white sea shell,
and faded beach picture tucked away in small box"
It's a strong and beautiful image bridge. Good work.
i love how you gently offer information without explanations so we can fill in the spaces. great song ~ thank you for taking the time to explain how the poem came from the song.
ReplyDeletethank you for sharing at Poetry Jam, Heaven!
dani ♥
Just beautiful. So much depth and thought, filled with 'mood.' Thanks for adding to the mix over at the Poetrry Jam!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! We were on a plane to San Francisco with Carlos Santana. He is a legend! Love the depth of this!
ReplyDeleteLove the last lines of this poem. Nicely done!
ReplyDeleteI'm caught in the emotion of the poem... but then as I listen to the song too... wow....
ReplyDeleteOh, this haunts me, so sad, with so much beauty~
ReplyDeleteI grew up near the beach! YOU captured the wave of lost love~
Beautiful~
oh, thought provoking.
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