Songs of the Road, Lost Somewhere

I wonder how it sounds after
Darkness falls, and
There is nothing left by
Pale whimpers across
Steep mountain hills. The

Pools puddling
Over beaten rocks. The
Wind whipping over
Narrow ridges. I

Think that we must
Take all of this with
Us somehow. To

The songs on silent
Nights. The sparse words
Spoken at sunset in
Red desert lands. The
Image of shadows. Wind.
Such quiet late at
Night. The rain

That falls and falls outside
Starbucks by harbors with
Great white wings spread
Wide. This must

Become our song, our
Memories of life lived
Out on blue horizons. The

Streams that just go on,
And on…

18 thoughts on “Songs of the Road, Lost Somewhere

  1. annell4 August 7, 2016 / 6:12 pm

    I lovely song of the road…wonderful…wonderland….thank you.


  2. Sherry Blue sky August 7, 2016 / 6:14 pm

    This poem is full of the most beautiful imagery, Matthew. Gorgeous work.


  3. scotthastiepoet August 7, 2016 / 7:13 pm

    Beautifully lyrical Matthew…


  4. jae rose August 7, 2016 / 7:42 pm

    I think when darkness falls it will speak in the voice we give it.. I hope that it will be the gift you describe…of rain and roads and clouds..and the distant memory of Starbucks will fade like the loop tape worn down and thankfully out..


  5. Julian August 7, 2016 / 7:58 pm

    Flowing with musicality within this piece,


  6. Sherry Blue sky August 7, 2016 / 9:11 pm

    Matthew, I upgraded my system and lost your email address. Wanted to let you know your poem will be featured at Poets United on August 15th. Sorry it took a while and thank you for allowing me to use it.


  7. Susan August 7, 2016 / 9:22 pm

    The way to take it with us, I think, is by getting to experience it all in the first place instead of choosing to hide away in the night. Your poem gives the joy of experience.


  8. Wendy Bourke August 7, 2016 / 11:20 pm

    A wonderful cascade of images in this piece, that give one pause to stop … and consider the journey. Beautiful writing!


  9. oldegg August 8, 2016 / 1:40 am

    What a glorious read and it took me back so many years to a time I was working country Australia and returning back to my accommodation at night marvelling at the country’s beauty. (Without Starbucks though!)


  10. Mary August 8, 2016 / 1:48 am

    I like the progression of this poem…and its message. I feel that the stream is just carrying me away…..


  11. Sumana Roy August 8, 2016 / 2:55 am

    how beautifully you’ve captivated the song and glimmering whisper of Night so alive in its charming way….


  12. Rall August 8, 2016 / 3:13 am

    A wonderful tribute to Australia. I like the Opera House with its great white wings spread wide. Often it takes the outsider to reveal the beauty which we take for granted and you have done it so well Matthew. Thank you.


  13. Luk Lei August 8, 2016 / 8:02 am

    beautiful write, brings out a yearning for travel and nature.


  14. Sanaa Rizvi (@rizvi_sanaa) August 8, 2016 / 8:31 am

    The songs on silent
    Nights. The sparse words
    Spoken at sunset in
    Red desert lands.

    Sigh… such beautiful images 😀


  15. Kerry O'Connor August 8, 2016 / 8:53 am

    I admire the way you have worked your phrasing, particularly at the end of each stanza to force the enjambment: It gives an amazing flow to the rhythm, as well as the imagery delivered in fragments.
    The sparse words
    Spoken at sunset in
    Red desert lands.

    In all, a striking piece.


  16. ZQ August 8, 2016 / 3:18 pm

    Sweet! 🙂


  17. Rosemary Nissen-Wade August 9, 2016 / 5:45 am

    And now you have given it to me, too! Thank you.


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