1921

deep in your eyes
dreams of long ago
I used to love you,
but it’s all over now

all by myself
grieving for you
I found the rose
in the devil’s garden

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Day 39 of 100 of a complicated challenge that combines my love for music and my desire to start writing once again. The poem above is a collage of song titles that topped the charts one century ago. 100 hundred years between then and now, yet when it comes to matters of the heart – it seems like not time has passed at all…
My curiously overambitious goal is to create one “collage poem” every day for 100 consecutive days.

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bipolar, clown, poet, wordbutcher, doom, gloom, love, espresso, paradise, lost, beyond

2 thoughts on “1921”

  1. Very poignant and beautiful. Finding the rose in the devil’s garden… That hit hard and it’s such a great line to use here; finding the one good thing amidst all the bad. It flows perfectly and natural.

    I enjoyed reading this. Amazing work.

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