Here I sit and watch you sing

[Degorram]

Here I sit and watch you sing,

And to you my smiles I bring.

You cast about me beauty

Made of music and of spring.

But though it's you I see,

I fear you do not see me.

 

I am hidden by my age,

And am pushed back by your stage.

Still your beauty is my joy;

As to why I cannot say.

And yet you don't sing for me,

For your true love I can't be.

 

At a distance I must stand,

Till you take me by the hand.

Separated we must be,

Though I sing a silent plea.

Your friendship is all I ask

And it seems it cannot last.

Edited December 26, 2007 by Degorram

[Wyvern]

Cool poem, Degorram. :-) When I read this, I get the interesting image of a popular music artist singing on stage at a concert and a fan yearning for the artist's affection and personal attention. Of course, there's also the sense that the imagery is a metaphor and can be extended to just about any relationship where there's a longing for closer bonding. A universal theme that's easy to relate to and nicely executed, though something about the repetition of "see" in the first and final stanza felt a bit jarring to me. Anyway, thanks for sharing this here Degorram. :-)

[Degorram]

Cool poem, Degorram. :-) When I read this, I get the interesting image of a popular music artist singing on stage at a concert and a fan yearning for the artist's affection and personal attention. Of course, there's also the sense that the imagery is a metaphor and can be extended to just about any relationship where there's a longing for closer bonding. A universal theme that's easy to relate to and nicely executed, though something about the repetition of "see" in the first and final stanza felt a bit jarring to me. Anyway, thanks for sharing this here Degorram. :-)

Thanks for the tip Wyv! I'll fix that. Now that you point it out, it is pretty jarring.

 

Luckily for me, I know the person in this poem a bit more than I would a popular music artist.

Edited December 26, 2007 by Degorram