Song of Songs – extract 458 – work in progress

Reach for the stars in the skies
Strange days have tracked us down
Sometimes a song’s lyrics completely
Capture the yearnings we find within
Even in terrible silly stupid songs
Truth can lurk and grab our hearts
Captured in the heat of youth
Clutching an AM radio, straining
To hear the words reaching within
And I don’t want to change your life
The pull, the love, the yearnings
Instilling the melody, the precise
And poignant lyrics into our very flesh
Shaping our minds and hearts forever
As only simple stories can, the tense
And crying call toward our human destiny
All the same in infinitely varied uniqueness
Each clinging to our own collections
Of forever beloved songs, distilled
Within our being and though they may
Surprise a newly met acquaintance
They cannot remain secret for long
For our draw toward them, our orbit
Around them is seemingly eternal
The words eternally leak from every
Speech we make impassioned
Forming our personal vocabulary
To the discerning ear, every lyric
Can be revealing of musical history

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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2 Responses to Song of Songs – extract 458 – work in progress

  1. Munichen says:

    i must say, it’s remarkable how little poesy, grace, or musicality your writing has, especially considering the amount of literature you’ve read. this is so dreadfully prosaic that i wouldn’t even know where to begin. all platitudes, expressed blankly and arhythmically. surely you must be capable of better.

    • 61dccain says:

      It isn’t really accurate to call these pieces poetry – they are rough drafts in anticipation of prose – collecting vocabulary, phrases, ideas and tales. They are in no way complete. I’m only sharing them because some of them include interesting ideas and I don’t mind exposing the process. I may rewrite the novel as poetry, depending on how ambitious I feel, but these pages were written to help me write the prose.

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