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JoanneMitch37
Joanne Mitchinson
United Kingdom, Merseyside, Liverpool

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Away...

Away.

Far off in the distance,
A star shines bright,
A caller is calling,
All through the night.

A long way away,
Lies a man in slumber,
Hearing his calling,
In fear does he blunder.

In the morning is a woman,
Many beautiful things,
A sunlight rising,
For peace she brings.

Now there is harmony,
Loving and musk,
Radiating rhythm,
Around ivory tusk.

Once more in darkness,
The lover he sings,
The caller is heard now,
Vibration on strings.

Onwards, move forwards,
The earth will not stop,
If we just keep rocking,
And rock til we drop.

Dedicated to all musicians and rockers in the world.

© - Cosmic 2006-11-27
All rights reserved.

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Willow Comment by: Willow - 2007-09-01 19:02
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I'm not sure what mix of emotions you intended to convey..., but my feeling at the conclusion was sadness. I have been one of those perpetually attracted to musicians - even married one. It just never works out. In my opinion, hardcore musicians are at the pinnacle of artists who will never love you as much as they love their craft.
I think what Linda said above is true...,"The subject is not apparent at first...," but the poem is concise enough that the reader feels it in the end. I'm not sure if all readers feel what I have felt because I can also sense a groupie-type adoration response - especially because of the dedication.
This is the only piece I have read of yours thus far. I hope you are not offended by my take.
Peace ~
brighteyes324 Comment by: brighteyes324 - 2007-07-12 07:50
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This is a charming work exploring those who give us music (which I adore) which inspires us. Only thing I can find; the last two lines. "rock" is repeated here, which just stands out for me. Perhaps, "if we just keep rollin'; And rock till we drop". Nice piece.
lindastrawn Comment by: lindastrawn - 2007-07-11 08:45
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I love the flow of this poem. The subject is not apparent at first but it all begins to make sense near the end, which is sometimes a good thing. In this case it is. This is a wonderful and charming way to honor those who make us want to dance!
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