A song without a tune
It might have been the music of a
Song without a tune, some words
Without a lyric no voice on earth
Could croon. A perfect heartbreak
Moment, a sad song sung in G, with
Strings inspired by cold north winds
That blow incessantly.
A heart that paved a highway, saw a
Chance to cut and run, a heart that
Claimed a passion for a pal instead
Of love. A heart that wrenched itself
Away to dwell amongst its friends, a
Heart that left a love behind to
Wonder and lament.
I feel sure it was the music of a song
Without a tune, a fork that scraped
Across a plate, a shudder round the
Room. A melody macabre, a blues
Note ala carte, a 7th played with gusto,
A song to break the heart.
©Joseph G Dawson