Showing posts with label melody. Show all posts
Showing posts with label melody. Show all posts

Sunday, June 9, 2024

SING ME A SONG


Source:randomthoughtsforabeautifulgirl

Sing me a love song.

Rhyme me a sad tale.

The woe of heartbroken lovers

whose tinny cries take to the air.

The needle rides the grooves.

Round in a circle, it goes.

No beginning or end.

Like a tear that refuses to fall.

A song without an end.

The melody echoes through eternity.

One jump and scratch at a time.

Wednesday, June 14, 2023

SING ME A SONG


Source:randomthoughtsforabeautifulgirl

Sing me a love song.

Rhyme me a sad tale.

The woe of heartbroken lovers

whose tinny cries take to the air.

The needle rides the grooves.

Round in a circle, it goes.

No beginning or end.

Like a tear that refuses to fall.

A song without an end.

The melody echoes through eternity.

One jump and scratch at a time.

Friday, August 19, 2022

ONE SONG


Source:randomthoughtsforabeautifulgirl

ONE SONG

Sing me a love song.

Rhyme me a sad tale.

The woe of heartbroken lovers

whose tinny cries take to the air.

The needle rides the grooves.

Round in a circle, it goes.

No beginning or end.

Like a tear that refuses to fall.

A song without an end.

The melody echoes through eternity.

One jump and scratch at a time.

Sunday, June 26, 2022

SING ME A SONG

 

Sing me a song.

Write me a melody.

Stroke the keys.

Massage the ivories.

Raise your voice high

So I can hear your words.

Words of hope and loss.

Sing them loud and clear.

I close my eyes.

I can hear your words.

I see your fingers

Stroking the keys.

The words take flight.

They reverberate through time.

They leave your lips

To land on mine.

A sweet melody

To soothe my advancing years.

A pretty song

To fill my empty soul.

Monday, December 6, 2021

SING ME A SAD SONG

Source:randomthoughtsforabeautifulgirl

Sing me a love song.

Rhyme me a sad tale.

The woe of heartbroken lovers

whose tinny cries take to the air.

The needle rides the grooves.

Round in a circle, it goes.

No beginning or end,

like a tear refusing to fall.

A song without an end.

The melody echoes through eternity.

One jump and scratch at a time.

Sunday, March 1, 2020

A MELODY


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Grass sways in the wind.
Swaying in unison.
To a melody.
Of their own.

Tuesday, November 5, 2019

SING ME A SONG


moving piano keys

SING ME A SONG 
Sing me a song. 
Write a melody 
Of times gone by 
And moments lost in time. 
Stroke the keys. 
Massage the ivories. 
Raise your voice high 
So I can hear your words. 
Words of hope and loss. 
Sing them loud and clear. 
Stories of faraway places 
And times that are gone. 
I close my eyes. 
I can hear your words. 
I see your fingers 
Stroking the keys. 
The words take flight. 
They reverberate through time. 
They leave your lips 
To land on mine. 
A sweet melody 
To soothe my advancing years. 
A pretty song To fill my empty heart.

Wednesday, October 2, 2019

SING ME A SONG


SING ME A SONG

Sing me a song.
Write a melody
Of times gone by
And moments lost in time.
Stroke the keys.
Massage the ivories.
Raise your voice high
So I can hear your words.
Words of hope and loss.
Sing them loud and clear.
Stories of faraway places
And times that are gone.
I close my eyes.
I can hear your words.
I see your fingers
Stroking the keys.
The words take flight.
They reverberate through time.
They leave your lips
To land on mine.
A sweet melody
To soothe my advancing years.
A pretty song
To fill my empty heart.

Sunday, September 15, 2019

THE PERFECT MELODY


 


 

The air feels heavy,
laden with moisture.
Grey clouds hover
in the darkening sky.
The first raindrops arrive,
pounding on the rooftops
in a staccato melody of their own.
Pound, pound, pound.
Tap, tap, tap.
Rain washes our streets
and clears our minds,
preparing us for a new day.

Tuesday, December 11, 2018

ONE SONG




ONE SONG

Sing me a love song.
Rhyme me a sad tale.
The woe of heartbroken lovers
whose tinny cries take to the air.
The needle rides the grooves.
Round in a circle, it goes.
No beginning or end.
Like a tear that refuses to fall.
A song without an end.
The melody echoes through eternity.
One jump and scratch at a time.

Tuesday, September 18, 2018

ONE SONG




ONE SONG

Sing me a love song.
Rhyme me a sad tale.
The woe of heartbroken lovers
whose tinny cries take to the air.
The needle rides the grooves.
Round in a circle, it goes.
No beginning or end.
Like a tear that refuses to fall.
A song without an end.
The melody echoes through eternity.
One jump and scratch at a time.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

THE PERFECT MELODY


THE PERFECT MELODY The air is heavy. Clouds roll in. The sky grows dark. You hear the first drops. The water pounds on the roof. A staccato melody of its own. Pound, pound, pound. Tap, tap, tap. Rain washes our streets. Clears our minds. A new day...

THE PERFECT MELODY
The air is heavy.
Clouds roll in.
The sky grows dark.
You hear the first drops.
The water pounds on the roof
in a staccato melody of its own.
Pound, pound, pound.
Tap, tap, tap.
Rain washes our streets.
Clears our minds.
A new day arrives.