Brian Sambourne Poet Free verse

Vanish

bits of song
that flit and burrow 
like lovers kissing in a movie back row
lyrics trampling focus
a hack backward
in memory's free floating detachment

gratifying to hum
dismantling typical
a melody weightless
that turns pumpkins into coaches
our music
once a tangle of youthful drive
that surged in waves
teetering on vanish
when songs re-configured 
fit a newer age
with a plugged range of frequencies 
when shadows stand in for substance

pre-occupied with its splintering

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Duke Beaufort April 28, 2024 at 1:27 PM Brian, it is a real pleasure to read this. It's also a pleasure to take time to listen to music from earlier times in our lives. Fortunately, it's so easy to do these days. I was listening to several songs just the other day, and it does take me back in thought to things not pondered for some time. Brian Sambourne April 28, 2024 at 1:38 PM My appreciation, Duke, for your stop by and comment. Music of our youth has certainly long vanished, though occasionally included in a re-mix of rap or hip hop. But then so much vanishes or is transformed weekly. Be well. Brian

Constance La France April 7, 2024 at 3:02 PM Brian, congratulations on your win in my contest with this wonderful poem, hugs Brian Sambourne April 7, 2024 at 3:25 PM Greetings Constance, Thank you very much for the recognition. Your contests often include such strong words as prompts. Be well. With appreciation, Brian

Gary Radice April 6, 2024 at 9:54 PM Hi Brian. I really love this poem. Music is the nearest thing we humans have to a time machine. It transports us. You have a wonderful way of weaving your words into life's great tapestry. I saw and heard The Drifters ("Kissing On The Back Row...") and Adam And The Ants (The video for "Prince Charming") playing somewhere inside this beautifully constructed mosaic - but that's just my take and I'm a sucker for the warm glow that nostalgia brings and for the music of my youth. Cheers - Gary Brian Sambourne April 7, 2024 at 3:29 PM Hi Gary, Most appreciative of your stop by and detailed comments about my posting. It's most encouraging when readers find something of value in my poems. Be well + enjoy the spring. Cheers, Brian

Daniel Henry Rodgers April 3, 2024 at 1:49 PM Dear Brian, you eloquently capture the fleeting nature of memory and the bittersweet dance of nostalgia. The imagery of lovers kissing in a movie back row and melodies turning pumpkins into coaches is both vivid and poignant. It's a the transient beauty in life's melodies, ever evolving yet etched in our souls. Such evocative verses. Blessings, Daniel Brian Sambourne April 3, 2024 at 6:30 PM Hello Daniel. My appreciation for your supportive words. Yes, there is a nostalgia here for music our youth rocked to so many years ago. We still hear some grand songs today as I like Harry Styles "As It Was." But there's so much hard rap music now. I am gladdened to read your thoughts of approval on my posting. Thank you. Brian