"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Only a Summer Story

I will sing to you
from a wrinkled love note
until you forget about me.

Let tears dry before they fall.
We were only a random meeting
meant for an interlude not devotion.

Unchain your heart from me
and let it know freedom.
I am only a summer story to tell when you’re old.

Take everything that makes you smile.
This song will be ours until
real love erases the melody.

Goodbye was already written
in the firefly stars the moment we met
so we wouldn’t need to say it when romance ended.



©Susie Clevenger 2013




The translation for Chanson Triste which inspired my poem can be found here.

Kerry at Real Toads challenged us with popular songs from the Romantic Era of the 19th century as inspiration for our poetry. Kerry's Wednesday Challenge ~ Songs

5 comments :

Kay L. Davies said...

"Goodbye was already written
in the firefly stars the moment we met"
This is lovely, Susie. I remember those firefly stars, and those moments, in my life.
K

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is just delightful, Susie. The lines seem to float along and the images are very much in keeping with Romantic motifs. Lovely.

Ella said...

The lyrical tone is so dream like and enchanting-as it has wings to guide us~
Great write Susie!

Susan said...

I, too, find this poem enjoyable, freeing, even idealistic.

ed pilolla said...

i am only a summer story... this poem is both matter of fact and sweet!

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