When the Words in Our Mouth

[PrinceMyshkin]

When the words in our mouth have turned to dust
And we still wish to sing, because we must,
Of what shall we sing then?

I have told of my longing for love,
I have wept over love that failed.
But you have your tales of the same:
Of love that was coming, was promised
--and yet never came!

Before there was sound, there was silence.
And when the last of our race will die
There will be silence again. But the last word
The last of us utters will be, perhaps, a sigh
Or the sound of a broken-hearted lover
Crying softly, Good-bye, good-bye ...

[malcolmx]

this is fantastic.

[Countess]

I love this - it reminds me of another poem - a vague memory of another poem like it, but I can't remember. Anyhow, excellent work, PM! I *really* like this one, both the flow and content.

[symphony]

I *really* like this one, both the flow and content.

Ditto!

[ampoule]

double ditto

[Shadow Poet]

I really liked this. My first thought was that it almost sounded like a quote. You did a great job with this one.

[firefangled]

When the words in our mouth have turned to dust
And we still wish to sing, because we must,
Of what shall we sing then?

I have told of my longing for love,
I have wept over love that failed.
But you have your tales of the same:
Of love that was coming, was promised
--and yet never came!

Before there was sound, there was silence.
And when the last of our race will die
There will be silence again. But the last word
The last of us utters will be, perhaps, a sigh
Or the sound of a broken-hearted lover
Crying softly, Good-bye, good-bye ...


This is beautiful. For me the second stanza is my favorite for how it is tightly wound like the feeling in the chest for love that comes so near and yet can never be.

I love the sounds. Good, good job.

[Sweets America]

Damnit, that's some poet! I was about to tell you that I hadn't seen any poem of yours on the site for a long time. I'm happy with this one!

[kiz_paws]

Jer, your poem was beautiful. It was sweetly sad and very tenderly written. I have no other choice but to send you a cyber hug.

* H U G *