andave_ya
01-25-2008, 06:34 PM
:D I had to write a poem in the same vein as Robert Frost's poem "I shot an arrow into the air/It fell to earth, I knew not where."
Distant Memory
I heard a melody, note by note,
A tune on which I now will dote.
It swelled before it dipped down low,
And following, I heard it go.
To plumb the leagues of an ocean deep,
Seeing visions that make me weep.
For were it not for that lightsome sound,
To earth and things known I would yet be bound.
So to you, to this music sublime,
Bowing I offer my humble rhyme.
In the distant memory of things not yet seen,
I found the girl I might have been.
Distant Memory
I heard a melody, note by note,
A tune on which I now will dote.
It swelled before it dipped down low,
And following, I heard it go.
To plumb the leagues of an ocean deep,
Seeing visions that make me weep.
For were it not for that lightsome sound,
To earth and things known I would yet be bound.
So to you, to this music sublime,
Bowing I offer my humble rhyme.
In the distant memory of things not yet seen,
I found the girl I might have been.