In Twilight Years

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Tue, 25 Feb 2025
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15 comments
 

Deeply moved by harmonies;

welcomed easy on the ear,

sonorous music latches

on to heart strings that

quiver emotions,

 

fluid sensitive tears

burst fourth, flowing

like pearls of rain

down my cheeks.

 

Wipe weepy eyes,

sip lemon tea;

read a good book...

adoring the hero.

 

Pen glides on adventures,

those somewhere dreams of

another time, some other place,

stirring imagination into motion.

 

Reminisce on honeyed visions,

submissive to past reflections;

for twilight years were planned

this way.

 

 

Just love this song, brings so many

memories back to me. It inspired me

to write this poem.

 

The Sounds of Silence - YouTube

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Comments

Submitted by celticman on

craft inspired, jenny. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you so much for your kind comment Jack. Always great to hear from you.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Kris on

Read with poetic flow, captured by the poetic flow, traveled with it in poetic flow, absorbed in the poetic flow, penned by a master of the flowing poetry.....    heart

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Kris,

you know it always gives me pleasure to read your comments. Sometimes I lack confidence in the flow of my poetry, but you've given me hope I'm doing something right, for that I'm so grateful.

Many thanks for reading and letting me know.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I was wondering which song it was - very glad you put a link at the end. This is a wonderful meditative piece - how's the story coming along Jenny?

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

That you found this poem a meditative piece is a lovely thing to say insert. I'm glad you liked.

My story has taken up a great deal of my time. Writing and only reaching part five is a real challenge. I was tempted to put it on in parts, but feel it would be a mistake, because of getting lost along the way. So I'm going to wait till I've finished before putting it on. Just hope I can finish it this year. I don't even know if people will like the story I'm creating, but I'm enjoying writing it and that's the main thing. I do so appreciate you asking me about the story.

Thank you.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

You show in your poem how beautiful twilight can be. In the woods sometimes there is a pink glow then, magical like a time to pass between worlds, like you do here, going through the worlds of music and wonderful writing

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

That special pink glow does sounds so magical Di. I think I pass between worlds now I've retired. It's like my imagination lives in another reality, but then I suppose many writers feel this way. Music can conjure so many memories that take us right back in time...don't know where I'd be without beautiful music.

I'm always happy to hear from you Di. Many thanks for reading and letting me know your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by rayjones on

thats what music does, takes you places and ignites inner longings and pluks your emotions taking you through time and place in unexpected ways great work 

Ray

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Ray,

it's good to hear from you, hope things are going well. Yes you're so right, music can take you to those wonderful moments like in a dream. I always think of attending parties as a teenager when I hear Simon and Garfunkle...those special moments when it was the early hours of the morning and we'd be all sat around cross legged on the floor, just happy to be together. Great days.

Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

That was a lovely surprise to see the cherries Editors.

Thank you so much.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Turlough on

I get this Jenny.

Roberta Flack's passing a few days ago brought heaviness to my heart as another morsel of reality morphed into mere nostalgia. 

Turlough

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Turlough, 

It's so sad that we're loosing so many great musicians. I too remember Roberta Flack's: Killing Me Softly. Always brings back memories of a friend who passed recently from Lymphoma, which she'd suffered with since 2017. This record sticks out to me, because my friend and I first met in work and used to hang out together. The record was frequently played at parties and at the Locarno in Bristol where we'd smooch with partners who asked us to dance...crazy days.

I'm honoured you could identify with this poem. Appreciate you letting me know.

Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Turlough on

That's a wonderful song.

Her other huge hit 'The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face', written by Salford's Ewan MacColl, is a very moving piece to read as poetry even without the music and Roberta's beautiful voice. 

Turlough

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Oh! yes, I recall that record too, The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face is a great love song too. Funny! I never thought of it as a poem, will have to look the lyrics up and look more deeply. 

Thank you for sharing this.

Jenny.