The assignment was to write a poem that centered around music - whether it was an actual song or if it was something like the birds in the trees or the call of whales.
Leaving an Unforgettable Mark
Swallowed in the mists of the time,
Someone plays my song.
The
first few notes
Pierce
the miasma,Taking me back again
Hot,
humid, almost holy
Summer
sun’s sweltering stareStreams through clouded windows
Sitting
in the back pew,
Exchanging
glances and notes,His hand brushing mine
Silently
laughing at a
Shared
joke, a thoughtMeant to entertain
First
blush of love
At the
height of youth – Naïve, trusting, fleeting
Struck
down by distance –
The
miles, the years –Before the bud could bloom
Left
with the memories of
A
summer romance inThe innocence of childhood.
All
that’s left? A wistful smile
Echoed
in the refrains forMy son of a preacher man.
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