Prose - The Joining

It was a song that I loved
The notes reached me
I understood what they were saying

It was a song that I knew
Even before it was ever heard
But one day it just stopped playing

Like a high flying bird
It vanished into the blue sky
Reminding me that life is ever-changing

I soon forgot its message
I thought the song was dead
But I didn’t know it was just waiting

A song needs its true lover
The one who understands it best
The one who hears it’s calling

Aroused from my slumber
The bird suddenly appeared
And my heart began its falling

As soon as I reached out
The bird darted away
I looked to see where it was going

But it only circled above
Singing the forgotten notes
Asking if it was time for our joining

But how can I know if it is true
Is it time for something real
Or is it just a memory I keep replaying?



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GClark 5 years ago from United States

Voted Up! Lovely poem with great meaning. Thanks for sharing. GC


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Terishere 5 years ago

Very true, life is ever-changing...and so is the song

Terri


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emichael 5 years ago from New Orleans

Beautiful poem.


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@GClark - It is my pleasure to share and thank you for the nice comment.

@Terishere - Yes we have to be ready for a new day. But sometimes life is a circle and you find opportunities you thought were gone forever...

@emichael - Thank you... it's somewhat of a true story...


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emichael 5 years ago from New Orleans

Even better.


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Mamadrama 5 years ago from Upstate NY

Mark you are such a beautiful writer!


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@emichael - It's good when real life happens in your work...

@Andreea - Thank you; I'm just trying to keep up with you sweetheart....


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emichael 5 years ago from New Orleans

I find that real life experiences are always finding their way into my work. Even fiction. Maybe that's just because I find it easier and maybe that makes me a bad fiction writer. Hah...who knows.


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The Suburban Poet 4 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@emichael - I have a feeling much of fiction, even the pure fantasy kind has the author's own experiences in there. Regardless if you are writing about aliens or hobbits or child-prodigy wizards there still must be dialogue and is where the author's human-side is shown. It would be incredibly brilliant to come up with new emotions that we have never experienced. It may be a subconscious influence but we still see anger, sadness and fear in non-human subjects because that is all we know.

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