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tell me

by Scott Cadence

Tell me
much closer than before,
with your arms extended,
the difference of East and West -
Is it anything like the distance from your elbow to your wrist
and how when I travel there
I find no obstruction in between –
Is this how you became
my only sense of direction?

You make me wonder
If the only real music in the world
Is made between two people,
That we are the walls
of some fine instrument
holding in the strum
and the unity
that resonates there
never fading

It’s odd how I still see you
even with my eyes closed,
the electric signal you represent
is a shadow that follows me,
like after staring directly at the sun
you invade all my images

And so
when I’ve tried to let you go,
from my mind, from my body, from my vision, from within
tried not to resonate -
tried to call west
“East”
and north
“South”
but you remain my constant
never faltering,
always there
when I need direction –
And though I am alone right now,
miles and miles away,
You remain
in all my vision
in every picture
in memory
that goes
and goes, and goes

you show me
you are
love

the only music

that never stops.

02/25/2006

Author's Note:

Posted on 02/25/2006
Copyright © 2024 Scott Cadence

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Robin Patterson on 02/25/06 at 07:18 PM

Scott- I love this piece! How you first draw on music being made between two people in the beginning and then how you tie it up with "..love the only music that never stops"...is AWESOME! Keep writing:) Robin

Posted by Shy Leigh on 05/12/06 at 12:44 AM

This poem is absolutely amazing. An incredible read. Thoroughly touched.

Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 06/16/06 at 06:54 PM

"That we are the walls, of some fine instrument," this piece took the wind out of me. this is quite an amazing exploration of how it feels to feel (for someone else). this is quite possibly one of the best pieces i've read on this site.

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