Sunday, February 14, 2021

Con Amore - a poem

 Con Amore 

 

“Con Amore”, she called to him 

Allowing her intent 

Though her heart beat brio, brio 

He seemed quiet, seemed content 

 

His glance toward her showed interest 

Adagio, at first 

Perhaps a furia waits beneath  

The grey steel stare for her 

 

Unique the subtle movements 

Drone, a bass beat lingered 

Lifting slow, falling fast 

Acceso - burning 

 

Bend to love, sweet melody 

Pick up your voice in chord 

Harmonious beating, their two hearts 

Dolce sweet and strong 

 

En retenant, holding back 

These notes so fast so splendid 

Hammer on, slowing now 

Decrescendo – waning 

 

Thunderous chords strike again 

Breathless tempo rising 

Plucking every imagined chord 

Music for the writing 

 

Silence now, as music lives 

Flowing soft Calore 

Muted intonation as, 

She whispers “Con Amore” 

 

 

Jude Stringfellow 

February 14, 2021 

 


Saturday, February 13, 2021

Say Goodnight - a poem

 Say Goodnight 

 

There’s something about this feeling 

Something untrusting, raw 

Thought it would be easy to resist 

Again, I failed myself – that's all 

 

Not easy to fall this hard and survive 

Suppose I’ve had practice before 

What I wish I could do is scream 

Not letting anything show 

 

What I wouldn’t give to smile 

Simply walk away  - waving 

Nothing lasts forever, but this  

This pain, this hurt, this craving 

 

You’ve taken my heart 

You don’t even realize my ruin 

Just a fool; standing silent - alone 

Knowing you’ll never return 

 

Could I tear loose – break away 

Hitch a ride with my own future 

A place you won’t find me 

A place you’d never venture 

 

Too broken to ask for help 

My noumenon exposed 

Too worn from years of injury 

Self-inflicted; perhaps cursed 

 

What could I do with me anyway 

Keep sentiment wrapped up tight 

Never sharing love again 

Smile, wave, say “good night” 

 

Jude Stringfellow 

February 13, 2021