Phonograph

Phonograph

A Poem by Alessander

She is beautiful and broken
In my youth
My pride would never allow
For me to fall
To her, for her, in her


I would’ve dumped her
At the first sign
Of weakness
Of manic giggles and cut marks
bandages, brands and bruises
Of pills and poetry


I was like Hitler
Crushing delinquent passions
Under iron boot
Slapping gypsy kisses
Gassing gaunt pulses


But I aged into empathy
Like a baseball glove
Pounded and weathered
Contoured to life and love


I was all passion and will
The perfect tyrant
But now a metronome
Tick keeps me even keeled
Within acceptable range
Without the interludes
Of the damned or the deranged


But who needs that?
Old men throwing crumbs from benches
Perhaps, hunched over and cold
Always cold and aching
From ancient fractures of foolishness
From distant passions
From ghostly wounds and illness


I am not that. I am no scarecrow
Not quite. Some wise sage
Ascending onto celestial petals
Ethereal rays pure and bright
My blood still yearns
It still toils, howls and burns
For her, even now, it longs

For a broken phonograph

To play our song


© 2017 Alessander



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The broken mostly have the most potent and poignant energy...such a nostalgic piece...made me yearn for the old joys and simplicities in many ways x

Posted 1 Week Ago


Love this. The emotional output from this is obvious. Great lines throughout. An ending that hits hard too.

Enjoyed.

Posted 1 Week Ago


WHAT AM I?: Nephilim WHAT AM I?: Nephilim
A teen boy gets killed, but trades his soul for another chance. He changes. A girl notices the new boy with silver eyes.
We sometimes leave perilous waves in our wake and traveling back takes us through our paces and traces.
I enjoyed the read. It left me feeling nostalgic for songs that will never play again.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Alessander

2 Weeks Ago

"It left me feeling nostalgic for songs that will never play again"
Quite the review, as alwa.. read more
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Fabian G. Franklin

2 Weeks Ago

It was my pleasure. If you get the chance I'd like for you to look at my (Sunset Wine). It is a trib.. read more
As some have pointed out, besides being well written, you have captured the tendency of changes that accompany aging. Very nice the gentling of your tone to symbolize the gentling of the man. Smartly referenced metaphors as well, I applaud. JN

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Alessander

2 Weeks Ago

Very kind, Jennifer.

Glad you found something in it.

Thxs.
incredible. the way you were able to compile this in a sensible timeline was really good man. Amazing description, very moving.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


great job - excellent repetition. The mood and tone is set up well with the lean lines and rhythms. Still very muscular. I think you can make it even more taut, a few exposition-y lines especially the last two stanzas.

the last line break is a bit melodramatic. Fold it in the with the rest of your prev. stanza, let the line breaks and sentence structure create that impact for you, not the spacing.

Well done, regards!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


....W..O...W... stunning writing .... just describes perfectly how we change our views on life as we mature but you captured it with powerful emotion.
Ascending onto celestial petals..... absolutely magnificent!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I can't explain in how many ways I was captivated by this. It gave me goosebumps. 'But now a metronome
Tick keeps me even keeled Within acceptable range. Without the interludes' my favorite liines. Amazing.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago



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