Thursday, January 30, 2014

But We Can't Get There...



On Winter Street, seems time has frozen
Ribbon o’ rain-song lost in snow
Tomorrow’s out o’ reach, my darlin’
Yesterday, too long ago

Paradigms of love and longin’
Chase their moments out to sea
Noon-dusk-midnight follows mornin’
The ocean has no memory

Ah, pinin’ is a futile passion
Present-tense our single ploy
We can’t get there from here, darlin’
…can’t return to borrow joy

Oh, I know Time’s no traitor
Nor its purposes made plain
But darlin’,  too long this winter
Steals the song of summer-rain

…’an all I’m askin’ for is something
Softer than the steel-blue clutch
And the raging of a tempest
Caging Time within its touch

…on Winter Street, seems Time has frozen
An’ though I know there’s no such thing
Darlin’, I’m pining for a season
Where the rain-song’s whisperin’

© Janet Martin





6 comments:

  1. That song is amazing!! Wow! I've never heard it before...what a work of art. Beautiful poem, I can so hear the inspiration in it.

    Side note: do you listen to Shane & Shane at all? They are who I am listening to now. They are some of my favorites.

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  2. I've never heard of Shane & Shane! Always eager for new music. I'm going to check it out now.

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  3. Thank-you. their music is very nice!

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  4. What a beautiful piece Janet--the song and your poem!

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  5. Celtic thunder and Keith Harkin on his solo album are some fav's of mine.

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  6. ...if someone allowed me to choose one place to visit I think I'd choose Ireland.

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