The Tune Remembered

Eyes shut
fingers fumble
numbers forgotten
I cannot dial the phone
I search
desperately
longing to hear
a voice gone silent
waking after dreams
the melody lingers
I face reality
a single life
my cage
I can only sing the tune remembered

Remembered Tune

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34 thoughts on “The Tune Remembered

  1. thewizardsword 02/06/2014 / 11:50 pm

    “longing to hear a voice gone silent…” Your words strike a chord. I like this a lot.

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    • Claudette 03/06/2014 / 7:53 am

      Hope it wasn’t a discordant chord. A plaintive chord is how it feels to me.

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  2. Jen 03/06/2014 / 1:09 am

    How sad. 😦 Well written though!! But sad…

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  3. Natalie DeYoung 03/06/2014 / 3:12 am

    Lonely. I’ve been there.

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    • Claudette 03/06/2014 / 7:57 am

      This dream always stirs me up for days afterwards. I can’t really express what it does to me.

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  4. Jennifer G. Knoblock 03/06/2014 / 5:28 am

    “waking after dreams/the melody lingers” You capture the longing so perfectly.

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    • Claudette 03/06/2014 / 7:58 am

      I try, I still can’t get it right, there is too much of it sometimes. Thanks for your nice comment.

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  5. theinnerzone 03/06/2014 / 5:37 am

    “I can only sing the tune remembered.” The prison within. Great take!

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    • Claudette 03/06/2014 / 7:58 am

      We always create the strongest bars ourselves.

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  6. KymmInBarcelona 03/06/2014 / 8:34 am

    Oh, yeah, I know that tune. Great response to the prompt, too!

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  7. Jennifer Hall 03/06/2014 / 11:24 am

    I OFTEN dream of not being able to operate a phone. It’s so frustrating! (I know that’s not really what this is about.)

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    • Claudette 03/06/2014 / 4:05 pm

      In a way it is. I do have this dream, and I believe it is a symbol of the fact that I can’t “find” him, but it is always a phone the evokes the worst feelings

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  8. innatejames 03/06/2014 / 12:32 pm

    Your sadness is tangible here, Claudette. After reading this, I miss him too. ❤

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    • Claudette 03/06/2014 / 4:06 pm

      Thanks Nate. I know I’m biased, but he was great. 🙂

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    • Claudette 03/06/2014 / 5:59 pm

      Other moments are filed with happiness. If there is no pain how can you know you are happy?

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    • Claudette 04/06/2014 / 6:36 am

      Thank you for reading and commenting so kindly.

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    • Claudette 04/06/2014 / 6:39 am

      I quite liked it when it came out, very truthful to me too. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment.

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  9. Meg 04/06/2014 / 10:58 am

    Memories can chain us and free us. This is truth.

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  10. Thewitch 06/06/2014 / 5:24 pm

    You got me!! That is beautiful. Gut wrenchingly heartbreaking. I am crying. Amazing eyes!! You could drown in those!! Huge hug my gorgeous girl!! xxxxx

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    • Claudette 06/06/2014 / 5:49 pm

      Aah, he did indeed, and I did, and I still do. Blue, like mine they were. No crying, now. he past is another country, for most of the time anyways. Drink and be merry I say (sipping my Schnapps helps).
      Hugs right back to you.

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