some music to read my first Tanka by.
it takes a few seconds to begin.
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then, not Now
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the night falls so short…
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this day… it’s already known,
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feel chills in my bones
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before cold air cracks my skin.
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Beast of Imagination,
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why torture me so
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with your images… of then?
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why is it you tease
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and taunt me with history?
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and clothe me in colors
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my eyes do not see?
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i reach hard for… the Moment,
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long for the Present
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of the… what could be Now.
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but.. this day…this day…knows then.
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delightful breezy music with slighter darker thoughts of your winter mood, being teased by the colours of the sun….. {hugs}
ty Jen, yes, it’s the struggle between then and now
between the hopeful harp and the melancholy cello.
this piece has been waiting for this poem, and when i
opened my back door today the 20 degree temp sent me reeling…..
and so it begins…lol
so that is Fahrenheit I gather? It is a beautiful refrain…hang in there and rug up when you can 😉
hah…’rug up’, oh i love that, haven’t heard that before.
and yes, that’s exactly what i would like to do.
there are so many expressions that I obviously take for granted or ‘normal’ to other ears, it’s a hoot when people come back saying they have never heard of it.
Feel free to use any of my Aussie-ness 😉
thanks , i will. have a wonderful day and hugs to you,
i’m ‘gonna go rug up for a while….lol
Sigh…yes. I feel it too and it’s just the beginning. Lv to you brother.
heh, it’s like we are a secret society of deprived sun worshippers lol!
someone ought to invent a cure…PLEASE! Love back to you Sis.
Nothing lighthearted about this! I felt devoured by the winds of internal wars, remembering is usually an usurper of today ~ Wonderful writing ! Faithfully Debbie
restrained, yes, conflicted, yes, strugling but keeping it together…yes.
but lighthearted, no. you are absolutegly on point Deb. and somedays, like
today i just don’t have the enrgy to fight it, to turn it around.
thank the Goddess for poetry! and ty for being who you are!
this is beyond beautiful, feeling the music and your words..they flow in perfect harmony
hi Himani, ty ever so much and a very warm welcome to you,
i love this piece of music, the push pull between the harp and the cello,
like so many things in our lives, lots of nuance and detail. it warms my
heart that someone else appreciates my words and the music as well, ty.
Flows with ease and beauty
ty Dawn, i have to say i felt serene writing this poem,
i think i finally found my bliss again. lol!
I can see why, it’s gorgeous
ty Dawn, i really appreciate you saying that.
both beautiful~
ty so much Cindy. peace.