Dancing To A Different Tune

By skinner_jennifer

Tue, 28 Jan 2020
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When friendships are lost

is there a moment when

distance hides behind moon

clouding what we once knew?

 

Or maybe an impulse of memories

have become flickers into the past,

smiling across seasons of our days

like the air we unconsciously breath.

 

I shall sit in silence as daylight approaches;

read all those creative memories we shared,

as raindrops begin beating on window pane

imagining them drumming – feeling the same,

 

that music that has long since fallen into void

once enchanting like blossom blooms in spring,

becoming somehow colourless in my later years;

compilation of birds song more pleasing to my ears.

 

 

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Submitted by onemorething on

This has a very floaty quality about it whilst also having a sense of loss and moving on with sadness. I like the floatiness very much that works with the idea of dance and music and birdsong. :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there onemorething,

firstly can I say thank you for reading. 

The poem is mainly due to reading old letters from pen friends, and remembering how much I loved listening to loud heavy metal music, especially Metallica, recalling all the headbanging I did. Now I'm a lot older I wonder how I ever did all that headbanging and also how I ever listened to heavy metal turned up to full volumn at times.

Now I just love the peace and quiet and quieter music, but adore the birds singing, even at this time of year they can be heard.

I love that you found it to be floaty. You are right about the sense of sadness, as although I still listen to some heavy music, I need it turned right down, as my ears just won't take loud noises anymore.

Again thank you for your thoughts which are always appreciated.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Mine is much the same story Jenny these days I like soft romantic music like panflute and harp and classic guitar etc. But I still like my the Doors and Van Morrison Bob Dylan etc just the same.

Though I must say it's hard to imagine you Jenny blasting the Metallica and head banging. I had the polices over a couple of time last I invited her in for coffee she said no she's on service she's working anyway she was nice I turned the music a bit softer. Attractive too.

Keep your feet on the ground and reach for the stars!

Tom Brown

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

This is a coincidence :0) I had put on a band I was bonkers about at school, to help me do some cleaning and I didn't like them anymore!!! My son came home and said it sounded like some men grunting. I had to agree, and can only feel sorry for my brothers who had to put up with their older sister having aweful music.

Just like you, I have come to appreciate birds singing, it can make me cry sometimes.

Your poems lately have been so wistful. I do hope you are ok?

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Di,

Well I'm glad I'm not the only one feeling that way about music once loved.

I'm fine, just having days of reading over a hundred letters from pen friends. This brutal clear out is quite sad, as I've had to get rid of so many memories, but of course I can't take any of it with me now I old and grey,smiley

I don't want to lumber my son with so much stuff, because I know how hard it was for me going through my mum and dads things when they died, and I'm an only child, so there's nobody to fall back on for help.

Can't believe I'll be getting my old age pension in a few months, I suppose that's another reason, it kind of brings to light that I'm not getting any younger.

I can't believe the amount of stuff I've watched going up in flames, but I can't part with my letters, they're too important to me and make such great reading, bringing those memories flooding back like a regression.

Any way thank you for your thoughts which I'm always grateful for and I hope you are all well.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

It is not just the warmth of the flames, but the warmth of the memories. You have made your life so rich! and from reading your writing, have made everyone close to you richer lives too. And us who read your stuff here. I can't believe someone so vivid is nearly getting their pension, it would take me a million years to experience a quarter what you have, and I doubt I will ever be so wise and generous

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

A lovely, contemplative piece Jenny to accompany your clearing out. I hope it sparks more wonderful memories - and I think you're right about keeping the letters - like little treasures from the past

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

The tensions of youth have eased, so the appreciation of birdsong (and gentler music?) replaces the desire to drown the senses in the heavy beat?! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you so much for your thoughtful words Di, they always mean so much to me.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Good morning insert,

many thanks for reading and the lovely comment. I'm so glad you liked my poem, it's always nice to be able to share.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

you know I think Shakespeare was right when he said:- "If music be the food of love, play on give me excess of it." Most of my life has been filled with musical memories and I don't know where I would have been without them. But just lately the peace and quiet of silence has showed me a different kind of appreciation...I suppose I'm going through changes, as Ozzy would say.

Thank you for taking the time out to read my poem and I'm grateful for your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Do you think we are learning to appreciate a music bigger than ourselves?

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Good morning Di,

yes! You're probably right, it's a spiritual thing learning to hear nature's own music. Imagine being out in the countryside and just hearing the sounds of birds song, sheep baaing, cows mooing being carried on a gentle breeze, these are all sounds I love.

I recall listening to Pink Floyd's Animals album and going to see them at Wembly arena in 1977, I was so blown away at how they painted these creature sounds into their music. There have been so many others too, like Kate Bushes album where she's bringing in the sounds of pigeons and imagining what they might be saying in a tuneful way.

Thank you for coming back with your interesting thoughts.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Tom,

yes, I used to be a real head banger right up until I reached fifty. I listen to the Doors and Van Morrison, and also love harp music too, I do have a very varied taste in music, which I suppose sums up my life, I've never stuck for long with any particular thing, up until now. ABC Tales is the longest thing I've stayed around and I suppose because I'm older now, I'm much more settled in my ways.

Thank you for your interesting comment and I'm grateful for the read.

Jenny.