Temporal

(lyrics, muse is singing )

so what use is anger
inflicting self pain
let it drift from
lost remnants
there's nothing to gain

let it sail on the high seas
let it fly in blue sky
for life is for living
there's no time
to cry

veiled mists have now lifted
those ghosts have now gone
once haunted it's over
oh yes it's all over
along with your song

what remains is a memory
a flower's last bloom
pink petals have faded
there's no sense
of gloom

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

let it sail on the high seas
let it fly in blue sky
for life is for living
there's no time
to cry

I love that staza. we can't dwell on disapointments and tragedy for life goes on and we must live it before our time is up. I could hear these lyrics being dung to a very hauning tune.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for stopping by Dale with your generous comments. Pleased you enjoyed.

Chris

[Relic]

There's a strong message that's positive in this. I think each stanza has merit and not just filler for the next line.

You're always good Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Tim, and you are always so generous with your reviews. Hope all is good with you.

read moreThanks Tim, and you are always so generous with your reviews. Hope all is good with you.

Chris

[Dave Brown]

like the message and the rhyming
It makes me damned angry more people don't think this way!!
Hotter than a ripe rhubarbs' red rump here 2day

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Dave. Wot a sizzler you are having:) a ripe rhubarb's red rump is something I will not forget easily.

Chris

[Fran Marie]

Ooh I do so like the scent and positivity within this lovely poem you created here..the misty.veils have indeed
lifted and life is for the living..and the
lilies are in bloom..love the rhyme
and cadence ..spot on. Chris
Sending a 100 flowers your way

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Fran Marie. I raise my glass to you. Such a lovely positive response.

Chris

[Fran Marie]

you're s o
welcome;

[keith]

the doom
of glume
always has room
for bad to bloom

well done lady chris

[Chris Shaw]

How true that is ABG. Many thanks.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

there is absolutely no sense to it...but we still seem to hold onto it so hard...I don't know why.
Beautiful poem Chris....and I think our writing is one way we tend to let go.

[Chris Shaw]

Some things don't make sense, I agree J. YES I think our writing can help us let go. Thank you my friend for your lovely supportive comment.

Chris