October 04, 2011

Radio


Standing on a chair 
trying to reach the radio 
Appears angry and in a rush

She reaches the radio
and starts to change between it's channels. 
Then looks at the clock on her hand 
and starts to hit the radio 
while mumbling some ugly words. 

Finely she finds the channel, 
It is the music she likes, 
runs out to call the friends, 
to listen with her.

You ignorant of what you see 
Houses appears dormant 
until the evening. 
Families get together for this 
sound to sing and dance. 

Fantasying, imagining the dresses 
of the female singer and how elegant
 the musicians would look like.

  
  © 2010-2011

17 comments:

  1. love it,

    powerful message sent, well penned.

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  2. It is like traveling back in time. Nice writing.

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  3. I find something very melancholy in this.

    Larry

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  4. I am wondering if the "she" of the first three stanzas is the female singer of the final one.

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  5. nice one shadia.. well done! my thursday! http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/08/03/how-i-wish/

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  6. Vivid and written beautifully.

    Here is my entry:
    http://jackedwardspoetry.blogspot.com/2011/10/everyone.html

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  7. this is like a fairy tale and how we can travel back in time and see this lovely scene such a great job you did on this it is really beautiful.
    http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/05/today%e2%80%99s-feelings/

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  8. Like this very much. Wonderful imagery.


    Melanie

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  9. this is fairly magical....families should do this more often...gather to dance and imagine...

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  10. true, one cannot always know what lies behind closed doors.

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  11. Imagination in this one--a feeling of perhaps "outside looking in".

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  12. Like above, this feels melancholy to me. Lovely wording.

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  13. Well done, nice writing indeed :)

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  14. Listening to the radio, with no visual stimuli, your imagination soars.

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  15. Very nice recalls the days of radio when we used or imaginations so much more.

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