A Faded Melody

A Faded Melody

A Poem by Fading Poetic
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Written 2012.

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The keys lay broken,

dull sounds sing forth

memories that I once played.

Hardly notes,

the voices come forth from the page,

a siren's voice,

now merely an echo across the crimson

ripples of time.

My fair maiden,

in perfection you did step,

a haunting dirge your dance.

A dream begat reality,

a courtship ever perfect;

the fading melody that I drew in blood from

frayed strings.

© 2012 Fading Poetic


Author's Note

Fading Poetic
Music has almost always inspired me.

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It's odd how sounds can remind us of things from our past. Their repetition becomes a part of us we don't think about until some occurrence brings them to our attention. It's then we attach the emotions that go along with them. You have nice metaphors here, attaching sounds to a lost love in a tangible way that paints the picture of your past and the girl that once made music to your soul. A very nice job.

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It's odd how sounds can remind us of things from our past. Their repetition becomes a part of us we don't think about until some occurrence brings them to our attention. It's then we attach the emotions that go along with them. You have nice metaphors here, attaching sounds to a lost love in a tangible way that paints the picture of your past and the girl that once made music to your soul. A very nice job.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Fading Poetic
Fading Poetic

Denton, TX



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I have two blogs as of right now, a journal which is listed as my website, and a blog containing all of my poetry. Poetry Blog: http://fadingpoetic.blogspot.com/ more..

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