I will hear your voice

Your slim  articulating fingers draw  across strings  of gold and
a melody draws me near and nearer yet
I came in from  the rainy walkway
in a rain suit  and so very  wet
still

I will hear your voice

From  the stage front at the school  your voice spoke  of
Frost  and  Burns and set old  emotions free
watching  from the curtain left
I really just wanted to see
still

I will hear your  voice

Near the park swings I heard a  sob and knew
that voice but once again
I vowed right then and there to embarrass you to laugh
anyway at all to become your friend
still

I will hear your voice

In your window of  falling snow  on winters long eve
you take up pen and paper to bare your soul
and the words  smudging in tears
as you worry of who will read it whole
still

Still I will hear your voice

And a day long ago  we spoke and became lovers
you the songstress the actress  a sad girl and the poet
and I but a simple man
and have we been together all this time
and  still

I will hear your voice

In the day room  you sat reclined  a blanket across your thighs
as silver hair cascaded and a smile I well remember
yet I know not the  jumbled words
it matters not for I am here
still

I will always hear your voice

EdF

Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, in poetry, in story perhaps to sort them out and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would weever say " Now about me !"........I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ........

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Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, in poetry, in story perhaps to sort them out and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we ever say " Now about me !"........I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ........

6 thoughts on “I will hear your voice

  • July 2, 2017 at 10:43 PM
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    heartfelt and emotive work Ed, and I love the structure and flow of it. Well penned and beautifully rendered verse my friend. Cheers!

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  • July 3, 2017 at 9:47 AM
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    Nice way to share the deep connection you’ve fostered over the years – thanks for sharing!

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  • July 10, 2017 at 8:45 AM
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    The connection between hearts will never fade away, all we have are memories, some bitter but thankfully many cherished ones too. Whenever I read or hear of a couple being together for 40, 50, 60 years it’s a testimony to their endearing love for one another through the thickest of storms. This was an expression of true love Ed and I enjoyed it very much. Well done sir.

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