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To hear her sing and play
Nothing else to do that day
When she took the stage
The days anger and hostilities
Simply melted away
Now reduced to a backward page
Every word she would sing
Made a bell ring
It*s as if she sang only to thee
Her words went right through me
As if she really knew me

As her eyes locked in on mine
She took me places I*ve never been
She rolled back the layers of my soul
To an earlier place and time
I know she felt it too
As I was the only one she sang to
It was clear our souls were intertwined like glue
Just a few short hours ago
Neither one of us even knew
My only sorrow
There may be
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I Went To See Her Show

Contributed by jamesstockdale on Saturday, 17th November 2018 @ 05:09:54 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

I went to see her show
To hear her sing and play
Nothing else to do that day
When she took the stage
The days anger and hostilities
Simply melted away
Now reduced to a backward page
Every word she would sing
Made a bell ring
It*s as if she sang only to thee
Her words went right through me
As if she really knew me

As her eyes locked in on mine
She took me places I*ve never been
She rolled back the layers of my soul
To an earlier place and time
I know she felt it too
As I was the only one she sang to
It was clear our souls were intertwined like glue
Just a few short hours ago
Neither one of us even knew
My only sorrow
There may be
No tomorrow

Copyright © jamesstockdale ... [ 2018-11-17 17:09:54]
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Re: I Went To See Her Show (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Saturday, 17th November 2018 @ 05:53:29 PM AEST
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You have described so well the gift performers have for reaching into our thoughts and coaxing our feelings out into the open.
The ending reminds me of a line from a song PLAYERS ONLY LOVE YOU WHEN THEYRE PLAYING.
When I was a singer, I always targeted someone in the audience to sing to. It made the experience personal-- otherwise it was just a sea of strangers faces.
Thanks for taking me back.
softerware

Re: I Went To See Her Show (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Saturday, 17th November 2018 @ 11:22:51 PM AEST
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Nice job here, mate. The tale is the best part of it....I envisioned the room, you, her, lighting just so.

The end was a bit of bummer. Unless you have specific plans laid out, I/'/ll wager you will be with us tomorrow. I love your stuff, man.

Invierno

Re: I Went To See Her Show (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 18th November 2018 @ 02:47:30 AM AEST
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this was beautifully written, so much so,
that I felt as if I was there, enthralled,
beyond thinking about my own problems
just now.
That/'/s all one needs to feel real they say.
Thank you!
Peace!

Re: I Went To See Her Show (User Rating: 1 )
by reprobate on Sunday, 18th November 2018 @ 07:09:15 AM AEST
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Nice work.
I/'/ve written similar ideas about music, a song that brings a recollection and the thought that surely the song was written about me.
Thanks for sharing...

Re: I Went To See Her Show (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 28th August 2020 @ 05:24:13 AM AEST
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////Okay, how did you get in my brain? You know... there`s enough of us in here already, don`t you?

Kidding aside, there you are again with some parallel.

I immediately thought of a time I went to church with a lady I worked with and her husband.

There was a really good choir. This angel of a girl with a dark purple dress on and she had a solo. I could have very well written this poem about her.

Extraordinary.

Thank you,

Dugan

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