WRITE ME A MELODY

Sing me a song.

Write me a melody

Of times gone by

And moments lost in time.

Stroke the keys.

Massage the ivories.

Raise your voice high

Until I hear your words.

Words of hope and loss.

Sing them loud and clear.

Stories of faraway​ places

And times that are long gone.

I close my eyes.

I can still hear your words.

I can see your fingers

Stroking the black and white.

Your words have taken flight.

They reverberate through time.

They have left your lips

To land on mine.

A sweet melody

To soothe my advancing years.

A pretty song
​
​To wipe away my empty tears.

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A PLAINTIVE ECHO

“Open the door and

Step inside.

The darkness beckons to you.

Welcome!” 

The wind sighs its plaintive plea.

Cold air swooshes past my face.

“Do you hear the music?

A party is waiting for you in the drawing room.

Don’t be afraid.

Peek in.

Can you see the dancers?

Twirling around and around.

You can see through them? 

Can’t you?

That’s because they’re transparent,

An echo from the distant past.

Those who lived here before

Who now inhabit this old house.”

A gowned figure of a woman turns to me.

The flesh slowly shrivels from her body,

Leaving behind a skeleton of bones.

She cackles,  “You can now join us.”

Her hand reaches for me.

I turn to flee.

The windows and doors snap shut.

I jiggle the door handle.

Locked.

Trapped in the deep recesses

of my mind.

No escape.

 

ECHO

 

THE STAIRCASE

I close my eyes to sleep,

and what do I see?

The staircase from my past.

The stairs from my

elementary school.

I can hear voices

as the children run up the stairs.

to their classes.

I can hear their shouts

as they run down

to the basement for lunch.

I can’t see their faces.

I only hear their voices.

All I can see is the empty staircase.

The lone echo of my childhood.

 

DUST TO DUST

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As I fade away,

I think of days gone by.

As I crumble to sand,

I remember the past.

As I shrivel to nothing,

I regret what I’ve done.

But most of all,

I regret what I haven’t.

 

 

DARKEST SECRETS

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My closet holds memories.

It hides my deepest secrets.

It can be dark and dreary.

It can ooze life’s nectar.

I should close the door.

I should never look back.

But I can’t stop myself.

I need to see it once more.

BUT A GHOST OF ME

 

My life has taken a downward spiral.
All I have taken for granted
is gone in a second.

A fleeting memory

of good times gone by.

Leaving me in a vacuum

of my own despair.

To wander the nights alone.

Voices filling my head.

Ice in my veins.

No one is left
but a ghost of me.

CRYSTAL CHANDELIER

CRYSTAL CHANDELIER

Crystal chandelier of mine.
I love your sparkle and shine.
You bring back memories long gone
when life hadn’t been so far gone.
Remember the parties we used to host?
Fancy guests arriving from coast to coast.
Music and laughter were the rules of the day.
But now all that are left are the bills to pay.

SADNESS FOLLOWS ME

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Sadness follows me

wherever I go.

It haunts me

in all its forms.

There’s no escape

from its long arms.

I close my eyes

to see its long shadow.

 

DON’T LET GO

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You hold my life in your hands.

My dreams and fantasies.

I can only see them

when I’m with you.

You hold my life in your hands.

Don’t let go.

My life would be lost

without you.

You hold my life in your hands.

SO HAPPY TOGETHER

 

A beautiful couple.

So happy together.

Fun times.

Sad times.

Good memories.

Unhappy losses.

New house.

Children.

Grandchildren.

Parties.

Funerals.

So happy together in life.

So happy together in death.