Craig Cornish Poet Lyric

Gymnopedies No 1

I apologize for the impossible

whispering memories
now drifting through time

autumn rivers
indian givers

stealing summer
when once it was mine

winter chills

once it was easy 
now nothing will rhyme

I'm trapped in forever 
with talkative mimes

...yet still i dream
and go where the
summer river's flowing

refrain

and here i am and
fear where it all - has gone...

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Suzanne Delaney September 3, 2022 at 7:03 AM Back again. I really wanted to write a poem to your challenge using this music. So much going on right now with buying a winter getaway in Florida. Perhaps down there when I am dreaming on a beach far from Autumn it will het me….and yes I will miss the spectacular foliage. Hugs to you. Craig Cornish September 3, 2022 at 9:50 AM We winter in Florida Suz -- on the west coast north of Tampa (more laid back there)--where are you looking?

Suzanne Delaney September 2, 2022 at 5:02 PM Beautiful, Craig: Matches the mood and tone of the music. I had heard this music many times not knowing the name. This is a fav for me as I am now wondering myself where the years have gone? Autumn came to quickly. SuZ Craig Cornish September 2, 2022 at 6:39 PM Suz...your perception is exactly the journey---yet, the foliage is spectacular! Hugs

Charlotte Puddifoot August 15, 2022 at 7:36 AM lovely reflective lyrics to match an equally lovely piece of music.:) Craig Cornish August 15, 2022 at 10:01 AM Thanks so much Charlotte

Susan Woodrow August 5, 2022 at 9:51 AM Love it! Goes very well with the music..especially like the Indian giver taking summer lines and the autumn and summer rivers are so apt :) Craig Cornish August 15, 2022 at 10:01 AM Thank you Susan