La donna cannone, with that song on her lips,
she shines this way,
her shoulders turn, without saying a word to you.
Traveling on that train,
she will not return,
she is headed for that silent hill,
without breath, without a single tear,
headed in the direction of obscure thoughts,
she fades away, without saying a word to you.
In her heart, and in her soul - sweetness,
she remembers you this way, with that song on her lips,
that shines this way.
Seems almost what it is, this happiness,
traveling on trains,
amongs the waves of open sea,
in silence, listening to hear the echo of your voice.
So far away, la donna cannone tears herself
away from this sense of being here, this comfort,
which was never here.
Her shoulders turn, without saying a word to you.
Such a somber piece but I love it. I read it three times and each reread I was hoping to find more of her, about her, anything. So short was this piece but I was so drawn into her world. Great job!!!!
I like very much how this was written, to me a sad departure from someone maybe stubborn or foolish, actually wishing she will be followed by whatever or whomever she is turning away from.
Tony
This poem conjures thoughts of a few major departures in my life. While often not seeming pleasant at the time, each lends itself to the further growth of myself as a person. In this writing, I see both the positive and negative feelings that accompany these changes. Nicely done!
this is a great poem. the first stanza had such an amazing feel to it, when i read it, really just set the stage for the rest of the piece. i loved it, and the mood conveyed was excellent. bravo!
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