Dance of the Whispering Past
So easy to cry without a sound
To bleed without a tear
But for one more day with you
I'd scream for a thousand more.
There goes the band again
They know when I'm thinking about you
For they always play that song
That makes me smile like you used to.
When I remember the fireworks in your eyes
And the dance
We were the melody and the fire that lit the candles all around
I'm taken back...
There goes the band again
In whispers they play the songs
We danced to until the horizon was as bright as newborn smiles.
And I'm taken back...
So easy to cry without a sound
To bleed without a tear
But I can't dance
I won't dance without you here.















Comments
Sometimes it seemed like you added an extra line that you didn't really need to... "And the dance" To me it seemed out of place, but I'm also not the one writing, just criticizing.
Over all, I like it, and it expressed emotions and thoughts from the past very nicely.
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and the dance
yes, the dance. and the song. and music, and all that makes one nostalgic.
well done.
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Well just in case yall were wondering i thought i'd share a little bit of my so called life there.
Anyway kewl poem, really emotive and powerful, and very well written as always!!
Much love
dave
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It happens so often that I see a poem of yours on my deviantmessages, and I think 'meh, I'm not in the mood to read poetry tonight' (cause I rarely am really in the mood to read poetry) but I look anyway, and I always forget anything I thought about not being in the mood for poetry.
You have such a way of putting my thoughts and feelings down on paper, it's amazing. I love your poetry, and this poem is no exception. I love how the first and last part start out the same, but end differently... this is an excellent poem. Good job, Brisa.
IOVU
(ov,) Fred
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It's very true, sometimes it does seem like the band is playing your song. Music is always a haunting reminder of the past...especially if the past is...well, haunted.
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i love the images you've used here, and the way you've taken something i've felt and put it on paper in a way i could never hope to. beautiful.
and i love the way it ends. perfect.
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