Photographs can find lost connections instead I put my record player on.
Certain favourite songs
rhythm takes flight
full volume on
heart starts dancing
good times spinning
rocking rolling lovers
summers keep coming
past moments click
when needle lifts
records slot time
back into place
feelings stacked ready
to relive love
when music returns
me to something
I never lost.
Makes me reminisce on the times we could go out and party and live free! Beautiful poem
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Aviva
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The Royal Poetess
and
Kevin T S Tan.
The thought of how this might be to see our life span in full circle
looking at it as in spirit form with your soul lover together at last
perhaps in heaven.
Always searching for what could be we can only keep faith
and fighting to make this a better world while we try to live life to the full while still helping others in this moment of time.
I like your poetry a lot and how you are always looking towards the next level Aviva.
Love the poem and love the tag too. ?
Metaphysically impossible I know, but somehow it made me ponder what it might be like if our entire lives became like a record that afterwards we are able to replay from start to finish as often as we want to - the full span of it shrunk to almost no time at all against the duration of eternity, we could watch it again and again and it would comprise our heaven and hell depending on what our lives were, and how we would feel about all of its moments from time's distance.
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Kevin T.S. Tan
Mon 1st Mar 2021 10:15
lovely