Night Sailing

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Chopin is slowly stitching the night around me

he’s weaving the darkness to shutter my room,

As my eyes surrender to his Nocturne Moon.

 

The universe expands behind the veil of light,

in here the world breathes freely as only dead men might,

Without resistant fear, released into second sight.

 

Where Symphonies crescendos crash the stars asunder

and a million raining sparkle-lights flood to Seas of wonder.

Shimmering they roll toward my waking.

 

Tis true the tides do never wait advancement or retreat,

that even in this netherworld the laws of Earth repeat,

and cast me back un-rescued to my voyage incomplete. 

 

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Two poems from the forgotten generations (Reposts, the audio is pertinent) ►

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Wolfgar Miere

Sun 14th Jul 2019 06:36

Thanks Stu and Lisa,

I enjoy the night when it closes me down.

David.

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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 13th Jul 2019 05:51

Thanks J,

I was terrible at reading stories to my boy, I used to find myself drifting off.

Consequently I started telling him stories instead which went much better for both of us.

Unfortunately I missed a great deal of my boys younger years, a huge regret to me...but he seems to have turned out OK so far.

Nothing quietens me as readily as the night and music can, almost like a magic spell.

Thanks again.

David.

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raypool

Fri 12th Jul 2019 22:40

Really an inspired piece of work David. It captures perfectly the effect the finest classical music can have on its admirers to release such a revery and your poem has a lovely rhyming form,
particularly as Devon mentions. A hint of reality at the end that shows we are tied to earthly concerns. A very spiritual piece if I may say. A lot of wisdom in here in the observations of the lines.

Ray

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Devon Brock

Fri 12th Jul 2019 21:22

Beautiful piece, David. What I found particularly effective was that you broke the rhyme at the end of the third stanza, cracking the reverie wide open, to set up the final stanza.

D

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Lisa C Bassignani

Fri 12th Jul 2019 20:33

David, how lovely. I would take that nightly journey over and over....sigh

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Wolfgar Miere

Fri 12th Jul 2019 19:55

Thanks Stu,

good to see you around. Hope all is well.

David.

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Jason Bayliss

Fri 12th Jul 2019 15:25

That's mesmerising, soothing with a hint of the melancholy. Makes me think of the countless nights I've read our children to bed and how that time has past now and that as life moves on, my eyes surrender to a different nocturne moon. Beautiful.

J. x

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Stu Buck

Fri 12th Jul 2019 14:14

love the first line especially mate. what a wonderful image

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