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The sad sad song has turned it words
To pitiful reality
The sobbing letters cut through my skin,
Revealing fragility

Emotions soar as the tunes they roar,
And hail for my eyes to reveal
The tears they conceal, and in a way so surreal,
They abolish the anger I feel

And as the people they pry,
Dying to know why I chose a cheerless song
They know not the truth, but I have the proof
That I was forced to sing along.



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The following comments are for "the blue notes"
by seniorme

Instant Favorite
Wow!!! So you diappear for a while and come out with something brilliant!! This was great and an instant favorite. My favorite line is: "And hail for my eyes to reveal
The tears they conceal, and in a way so surreal,
They abolish the anger I feel"
Wow....I think this line will stick in my head for a while. The rhyming is soothing, and the words are are straight to the heart. This is great!!

( Posted by: Serendipity [Member] On: October 15, 2004 )

Moet
I wonder how you can write with the wisdom you own at such a young age. This is quite good and I enjoy good things,

thanks
Darlene

( Posted by: Dareva [Member] On: October 15, 2004 )

mona,darlene,claire
you guys gave me quite a bit of confidence there, thank you all, glad you liked it. waiting to hear about that thing Claire!!

( Posted by: seniorme [Member] On: October 17, 2004 )

Smart
I really like this poem. Its got a depth which belies its brief story arc. There's a lot here to read and read again. Brava! -Philo

( Posted by: Philo [Member] On: October 17, 2004 )

Blue Notes..Moet
Moet,

I rated this poem when you first wrote it meaning to return and I have read and reread it.

Before commenting, may I say how much your poetry has developed from the time I first read you to the present day. You truly write from the soul and your felings surpass the written words.

This is no exception, it raises in me feelings that are possibly indiscribeable, almost being torn apart by having to take a path, not of my own choosing. I have a few years on you for experiencing life's pleasures and pains but I bow to your understanding of reality and the way you can express it,

Namaste,

Ivor

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: November 21, 2004 )





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