Indulging my love of poetry by posting a poem a day, every day... to inspire, delight and enlighten!
Wednesday 9 October 2013
Day 446: Sad Music
Roger Mc Gough, being serious here for a change.
Sad Music - Roger McGough
We fall to the earth like leaves
Lives as brief as footprints in snow
No words express the grief we feel
I feel I cannot let her go.
For she is everywhere.
Walking on the windswept beach
Talking in the sunlit square.
Next to me in the car
I see her sitting there.
At night she dreams me
and in the morning the sun does not rise.
My life is as thin as the wind
And I am done with counting the stars.
She is gone she is gone.
I am her sad music, and I play on, and on, and on.
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ohhhh...this poem..so soft so gentel..so sad..i loved it when he said
ReplyDelete"she is gone she is gone..
im her sad music , and I play on and on and on.."
I really loved this poem..thanx for sharing it :)
Yes, love that last line too, so sad, so forlorn. Captures the feeling exactly.
Deletewho is she the poet is referring to
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