Loneliness

Someone starts to sing a song

and it makes me think of you

Just a sad, simple, melody

both you and I once knew

 

As the words drift by my ears

a kind sadness fills my heart

The song has much more meaning

as time has kept us apart

 

I try to see your face again

to think of things unsaid

But all I can remember

is this song inside my head

 

My memory is failing now

oh so sad, but oh so true

All that's left of our sweet love

is this song that we once knew

 

Author's Note

How can any of us say we are not afraid to die?
To see another waste away is such a painful thing.Yet we still see them as we wish to remember them

Reviews

[MagiCrystal]

A memory is a life time storie and the names of the people does not meter, what meters is like you said.. The feeling that brings us a smile or a tear.
I had to stop all that I was doing tonight! and sit here and read with my heart and soul your poetry, you have ask me many times to come and read it so tonight I had some time.
You are one of the people ( poet) I know that writes about songs and feelings and real life facts, I do understand.
When we love.. we love, ! we do not think of nothing else but to give and forget about our self, In this verses you wrote I read them quite a few times, each line over and over again.
The heart has the ability along with the mind, to takes us to the very second where we left that memory and re-lived the memories. Our minds are made in such a perfection that not one detail escapes with time we have files up to date and we never make mistakes unless we want to. How perfect is our brain and heart that even when time goes by so fast but, when that musical note hits our mind. Bummmm! There it is again and our yesterday's are in our today's and they can come and visit our present in a flash. It goes by so fast and leaves us exhausted and full of love and sometimes pain.
I can't even begin to tell you how much I love to come and read your poem, it brought tears to my eyes ( Again and Again) You my friend have that gift to touch a very tender part of my soul and heart.
I can't stop looking at the image and thinking about my Mom and Dad. For some reason that was the string you touched... and you will continue to bring me to my knees every time Oh yes !!! I will come back and read this. Divine, simply divine.
If I may say.. the best poem I have read today .. Sunday and I will go and open my library to post this poem on my top shelf... I am going to save it in a very tender special place for this amazing poem you have wrote and I thank you.
Not everyone can bleed and not hurt when a poet as you displayed his words in a such a deep feeling for us to feel.
Again.. one more time. You have got me glued ! No surprise to me I knew you will do it again. Off I go to read another one of your pages..I love to do that!

[Kelly Scheppers]

The litany of your words, the song by the late Robin Gibb, and the image used of the elderly couple, all ignited a rush of emotion for me. Like a puzzle, you so intricately weaved all the pieces together. Such a beautifully poignant presentation, Tate!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Kelly

[Ted Kniffen]

The picture you chose reminds that love is not just for the young.

The song choice is ideal.

None know when our time will come ... but one thing is certain ... from the moment we are born we are busy dying. Perhaps death is but the beginning of the next great adventure.

Take care Tate.

[Tate Morgan]

Thanks Ted I appreciate that

[emmajoygreen]

Your words.. accompanied by the video, hit home with both a beautiful and gentle nudge.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you very much

[emmajoygreen]

Your writing has so often hit home with its touches of beauty and insight, Tate. Take care, keep safe

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you so much

[TPK Stories]

Such a tragic but beautiful words.

[Tate Morgan]

TPK thank you yeah sad but oh so true

[Temperance]

This is so beautiful and filled with heart. It’s true that songs/music can trigger a memory. Sometimes sad and sometimes happy. Okay his is so well done! Thank you!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Temperance. We are more alike than not

[Miss Sharon]

Such a sad yet beautiful piece of poetic prosody Tate. I was unfortunate enough to stand and watch my only son pass from this world into the next and although it has been 11 years ago I still feel the pain...and probably always will. You've captured the sadness....and yet the beauty of passing from life to death. ~Sharon

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I hope when the time comes for me anyway that death is a blessing not a curse

[Chris Shaw]

Songs are incredibly powerful. They have the ability to parachute you down memory lane and do it prompto. You can remember everything, people, places and emotions. Can relate to this poem so well and I am not a lonely person. For the lonely, those songs are a blessing. Thank you Tate. Pleased to stop by. All good wishes.

Chris

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Chris.My best friend died a year ago at 90 and as I watched him fade away with dementia I couldn’t help but wonder does he miss the things he doesn’t remember?

[Chris Shaw]

People do respond to music when they have lost the ability to deal with the ordinary day to day. He might well have found familiarity when music was playing even if he couldn't remember who it was by. My aunt who is now in a nursing home, can't remember anything about the flat she lived in for 40 years, but she joined in a sing song the other day and knew all the words. She will be 90 in August. Sorry for your loss Tate.

[Tate Morgan]

I took his 8 mm Film from his wedding in 1958. Sent it off to Fuji where they converted it to a CD. Weeks before he died when he seem to be totally lost I played it for him and his wife he lit up like a Christmas tree

[Chris Shaw]

What a beautiful thing for you to do Tate, and what a reward for you to see his face light up that way. So lovely that he got some enjoyment. The mind is a maze.

[Tate Morgan]

He turned me and said” knowing you has been a blessing in my life”

[Chris Shaw]

That must have been a very special moment for you. I know it, because you have mentioned it here. You must miss him a great deal Tate.

[Dara]

Songs always seem to trigger a memory for me. This poem is simply beautiful and the sense of loss you express as it relates to the song in your head make it all the more touching. A wonderful tribute to one who you obviously loved dearly. I hope your good memories help to ease the pain.

[Tate Morgan]

Dara thank you. The older I get the more I search for memories of better times we remember people as we wish them to be

[Lorry]

Your auyhors note is spot on Tate, we see how they were and not who they are, just like thinking of ourselves as ageless in our minds, until we pass a mirror.
A song, a smell, a favourite thing, the list is endless of what can bring a flicker of them back to us, we can only hope that the moments they remember keep visiting, easing the fear, however briefly.
Beautifully crafted, as always.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Lorry I have seen too many wither and die for one life

[Ivory]

This is a very sweet poem. I love the music you added to it as well.
I have had those moments when a simple song can bring up memories, good and bad.
Great write : )

[Tate Morgan]

Ivory I am sorry I forgot to comment on this review. Please except the apology. I have been remiss of late ill try to do better. Thank you