Like honey melting on your tongue… the delicious sounds of Nat King Cole singing Unforgettable.
With apologies for subverting those lovely words and heavenly voice, here is a poem which I wrote with that music (and that landscape) in the background. I’m linking it up to dVerse Poets for the Open Link Night.
… that’s what we are…
We never danced in rhythm, it’s true,
no ballroom twirls or tango glottal stops for you
suffering in brief acquiescence
for the rewards at the end.
You were fast and harsh, I fell for you
out of nostalgia for my previous dance partner
the tall, dark, unattainable one.
So we came together
went out together
grew apart together.
All the art you didn’t see, all the music you made me switch off.
All the books you didn’t read, all the video games I had to watch.
No one ever changes, they say,
but I know I sprout daily
in all directions.
It would only be a matter of time
before we entwined once more into fresh landscapes
I whispered to myself, oh wistful, oh longing.
all the forks in forest paths we didn’t take,
all the branches we didn’t climb
all the logs we hid behind
until we jumped over them and stopped caring.
You squeezed the music out of heavenly spheres,
you sapped neutrinos of their poetry.
robbed dark matter of its mystery,
tested me on the law of gravity.
Twenty years I’ve listened to you drone
like the exhaust of those Bugattis you admire so much.
And now I sit and ogle at men twenty years younger.
As if life ever gave one second chances.