Today’s song prompt is called “Shell Suite” by Chad Valley.
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“Shell Suite” – Chad Valley
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Signs written on the walls, handwriting no —
One reads such a language anymore.
But you saw the signs, the moment —
Words in my head untangled.
I don’t understood us,
Myself, in this mess.
My feelings confused,
Time was short.
Now we’re —
Gone.
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Signs,
Are so,
Clear to you,
I don’t need some —
Gifted seers dream.
Echoes in my head rhyme,
Tapping my foot along in —
Rapid time, and I wonder where —
My search will begin, if I find us?
Quarter past, rustle up — we fit or we don’t.
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Somehow I’m the one in control, I choose,
I decide; I want to just go with —
The flow, not worry, not decide;
But at least I have my say.
Yet life works out your way.
Grand design heart beats,
Perplexed by these —
Sounds, friends, foes,
Yourself,
Dazed.
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It,
Mattered,
Not, writing —
So vivid and —
So crystal clear I,
Felt resilience in,
My chest; down to the beach,
Our getaway, but rhythms ting.
They keep echoing, it’s exhausting,
Figuring out your charms, while packing for the sun.
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You’re packing; feel the heart attack we live,
A life I want not, I’m looking for the shore.
For a place to get of off the flooding —
Boat before it carries me down.
Where are you, where’d you go?
Writings on the wall,
Said it all well,
They’re erased.
You’re gone,
©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.
Oh Mandi, these lines are stellar: “You’re packing; feel the heart attack we live,
A life I want not, I’m looking for the shore.” I love your use of metaphor there. You really bring home your point! Bravo!
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Thank you Melinda for your enthusiastic reply. I appreciate it 😀💕
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You’re welcome 🙂 Your poem deserved it!
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goodnesssssssssss. the metaphor you used. the cascade. bam!!! heart dead!
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Hehe. Thank you again. 💕
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always! 🙂
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