For Isabel (On hearing her sing ‘Til I Met You’)
09.27.09
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I was on the 3rd floor, that moonless night
When watching an illumined stage you stood
And started to sing–
A song I’ve often heard,
And always took for granted.
There was no breeze, that balmy night
But the stars seemed to sway, In time
With the miracle you’re doing to the song–
A song I’ve often heard
And always took for granted.
I rose and fell with the melody,
Coming from your soul,
As if sailing in a turbulent sea.
When the last notes escaped your mouth,
I was brought to shore.
Awakened.
From a seemingly unreal dream.
About the author: ThirdWorldGeek
A talented and prolific genius writer, Bonnie a.k.a. Thirdworldgeek can dazzle you with words. His thinking process is like a search engine that can trigger most of your brains’ natural antenna to engage you with his writing. He reads and reads and reads a lot. I heard him answer this question once, “Can you teach me to write really well?” he simply replied, “You have to R-E-A-D!” That did it for me, I wanted to grab every book and read it from cover to cover. It would be hard to bluff your way out of an argument with this guy, not only does he know a lot, he knows his “stuff” well. Anyway, it would be futile to engage him in a dispute because of his level headed and professional manner of gently persuading you to his side, you would only learn that it’s already too late to escape the web that he has entangled you in. Bonnie also writes at "Agile Deals" a Philippines Travel Blog.
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Awww! Hahaha.
Awww…how sweet. I don’t want to set the tone of the comment here, but there’s something in this poem. I sense a faint shape, a familiar rhythm.
Tell me, is it me or there’s an undercurrent to it? Another level entirely but not so apparent? It has escaped me so far, but even if I can’t name it- it’s okay. I love it as it stands. “,)
doc z,
i thought it was the song Till I met You of Kuh Ledesma but after reading your poem i realized that it was more than that…:)
This has a dreamlike, romantic quality to it. I like it; I like the sense of homecoming, too. Of a shining beacon leading the way, and singing the melody.
I also love your advice on learning to write. “You have to R-E-A-D!” How many writers believe they can skip this oh-so-important step? Can’t be done, but I will tell you I have heard it often: “I don’t have time to read. I’m busy writing my own stuff.” LMAO!
I look forward to reading more from you, Bonnie. I enjoy your travel blog, too!
Thanks Holly! :blushes: But I’d be the first to say I could have done better. lol. I wrote this piece when I was fresh out of high school so… I had to dig this one out of my now very yellowed journal just because I can’t refuse Doc Z.
Hi Jan, no undercurrents there, honest! At least during the time when I wrote it. I was one love sick puppy then.
JPIA freshies orientation, right bon? haha. Did you let her read this poem?
Ceblogger, good God no! I most certainly did not! hahaha
Wow, Talagang nakakahawa ka na talaga Doc Z. Pati si Boni biro mo na pag post mo ng tula! heheheh Congratz Boni! I’ll take note of Bonnie’s advice READ READ and READ.
@Bonnie: You’re an eloquent love sick puppy, my friend. Perhaps you need to relinquish the driver seat to this magnificent canine within you once in a while? It’s quite refreshing to hear the romantic, innocent Bonnie. Very disarming.
Please forgive the ambiguity of my initial reaction. Reading you sometimes keeps me guessing – and being stumped irritates me. Bad for my ego. LOL
“Love sick puppy” huh, Bonnie? And I had assumed you were the type who would sing “To All the Girls I’ve loved Before”…he he he…
Ah the wonder of first loves and puppy loves. You were sixteen? seventeen? Nasaan na kaya ang poem stimulus mo ns ito? Where is she now? I would certainly be interested to know.
A love poem indeed! Keep composing poems.
Haaay..Ang sarap talaga mainlove..<3
I remember the times when I also composed a poem for my childhood crush. Though I really can't find it now.
Grabe nagmelt ang heart ko dun ha! Sana babae na din ako! LOL!
Nice job!
God Bless!
JeDChan,
Galing talaga magsulat yang si Bonnie. Nakakabilib. Idol nga e. hehehe. You should check out his sites if you have the time.
Z
That was very lovely.
Music is truly enchanting.
Reyjy,
Coming from you, I’d say that music is the the enchantress that grasps a lovers heart. What was I saying? he he he
Z
lol. Doc. nawala ako. haha!
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