Do you know …
My introduction to:
Rachmaninov Piano Concerto No 2
forever branded my memories?
Its haunting melody
ushers
indelible snippets
of recollections,
as if it were
only yesterday.
Seared in my heart
memories of
your gentle
and loving touch,
your brilliant smile,
your wicked sense of humor
and your melt-me
blue – blue
eyes.
We were
impassioned lovers
wrestled as one.
I loved you then,
and still,
part of me
loves you now.
Perhaps …
I am only in love
with the memories.
Our choices were made,
our fates forever sealed.
Then,
why do memories
continue
stalking me?
Enough time has passed!
According to Divine plan,
filled with unforeseen
blessings,
our lives traveled
separate ways …
as they should have
Yet,
I wonder
when you listen to this piece
of melodious music,
do you think of me?
Does it ever return you
to forbidden times?
The times when we
were both much younger,
when we needed no one
but ourselves,
and making love
was just for fun.
Ahh, those days are gone,
Still,
with
tenacity,
the memories
linger.
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© rgb for “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea”, 2011
Each week Carry On Tuesday will publish either a famous quotation or a line from a book, song or poem and invite you to Carry On where words stop. You may use some of the words or all of them either at the start of your piece or within the body of your work.
“When Rachmaninov wrote his second piano concerto in 1901, he could never have imagined that one day his melody would become one of the best known pop ballads of all time. This week I offer you the opening four lines of All By Myself
When I was young
I never needed anyone
And making love was just for fun
Those days are gone
Note: Rather than utilizing this prompt from the Pop Ballad side – I chose to use the language of the music as the center as this piece.
AND
Becca,
I love this piece. The power of music in our lives is so real. It triggers our memories and experiences. It punctuates our life’s milestones. Thank you.
JP
http://tasithoughts.wordpress.com/2011/12/07/wisping-snow/
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Becca – this is beautiful and haunting!
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Beautiful:)
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You have said so many things in this piece that I wish I could have said myself! Does that make me selfish? Perhaps, but it doesn’t change the fact that I absolutely adore this piece!
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Oh those long ago memories – ever so precious. Thanks for the concerto.
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I enjoyed the sensual and passionate write… these forbidden and long ago memories… how they haunt us still when we listen to a music or a ballad piece ~
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I made this discovery myself a while back. I was listening to this very concerto when suddenly a very familiar theme started playing. Ha! I thought. That’s All By Myself. Nice write.
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Hey Becca .. what a difference from the pop song? !!! You did a nice job of changing up the challenge for Carry on Tuesday. I liked this very much.
Very well done,
Izzy
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It’s super. 🙂
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Musical chords, notes and ones sense of smell are each so closely tied to memory. I enjoyed the way did this exercise.
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Such divine music Rachmaninov’s Piano Concerto 2. Love to read this poem Becca. Every week I am pleased when I read your poems. You’re so great with words. Once I hope … I can use words just like you.
the sound of a whistle
breaks through the early morning
a Nightingale
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You captured the way certain pieces of music instantly bring up bits of memory, buried. Excellent writing.
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“Perhaps …
I am only in love
with the memories.”
becca, i love your voice here. i feel this so much and i have pondered the same thought, as I have sat romanticizing the past. Lovely poem!
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WOW! I bow to your poetic talent my friend.. wonderful words that sing along to the music of memories..
many thanks Becca for dropping in… You have made some beautiful entries my friend.. x Hugs x
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Well done. I’ve always been fond of this kind of music. The poems were lovely. 🙂
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very nice piece…the feelings like the music keeps living on.
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what a great feeling this thing called LOVE is. beautiful and well written 🙂
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No matter how hard you try memories linger forever and ever till the last bit of soul vanishes.
I love whole of it and the second picture compliments it too good and too true.
Alcina-In need of me-2
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Bravo! Applause! Applause! Simply wonderful and such a beautiful piece, Becca! I love ‘impassioned lovers wrestled as one”. Thank You!
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Thank you … I like the line as well.
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Wonderful. I love your creativity. The imagery grabs the heart. Thank you.
William
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Aww – William, thank you for your visit and generous feedback. 🙂
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An absolutely beautiful piece! Straight from the heart I would think. Nice one, Becca!
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/11/30/the-beast-2/
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Ahh, Charles – indeed, straight from the heart … I appreciate your kind feedback and visit.
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the persistence of memory…
we do romanticize love, if we remember the good that come from it.
I have had thoughts such as these, but then I think, ”nay. it is only I that remembers.” a lonely memory of love.
making love to Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto No. 2 must have been an ”intense” tryst!
this is a very lovely piece….I’m aroused.
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I appreciate your visit and feedback … thank you!
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Clever to insert the piece for reference! This is a wonderful piece by you. Flows as gentle as a brook, unfolds with your eloquent choice of words!
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What a lovely comment … I am glad you clicked on the composition to hear the haunting piece.
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musical and full of great rhythms,
what an invention in your writing style.
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What a nice compliment — and to think I almost did not post it! 😀
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A wonderful poem for a wonderful piece of music – I don’t blame you for being in love with this memory
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It stirs so much in my mind ~~ thank you for visiting and leaving a comment.
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i luv the theme and the style its put forward..!! 🙂
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love this one, a powerful self explorations,
🙂
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Your words are searing … makes it sort of haunting; I love it!
Thanks for sharing 🙂
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And, I almost did not post it ~~ thank you for leaving feedback and for your visit.
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Wow, will the real BB step forward? This is wonderful, hot, exciting and beautiful. Hmmm, come to think of it, this is the real BB. lol, hugs, pat
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😀
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Nicely done. I never was a fan of how this was lifted by Manilow — but I wasn’t a Manilow fan. Will check out the Carry on Site.
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When I discovered the source of the pop ballad – I could not bear to ignore the source! 🙂
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