Past Lives
I believe that in another life
a famous singer was what I had been
learning no voice I had gave me strife
this became apparent in my early teen
The flat out of tune caterwauling
instead of sweet pure notes
had both me and family cringing
only my lover on me singing dotes
I shed many tears as I needed to sing
my talking voice is dulcet like honey
in despair I tried to find something
poetry fills the gap with verses lovely
Now when I walk out onto the stage
I spin words that soar out like notes
as musical tunes in stories I now wage
my voice fills the room and music floats
written 06/24/2014
contest Past Lives
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2014
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