IT’S
NOT A LONELY HEART
A yellow sub honked a
frantic horn,
then spumed an
underwater blast
to frighten me out of its
murky path.
Curious creatures butted
snouts
against me, sonar nudges
to save me.
High above the surface
of the sea,
I could decipher the
screaming voices,
Nora’s plea to the
waterfront
to rescue the man she
loved, now drowning,
but no one would risk
the torrents.
Again, the yellow
submarine blared away.
I didn’t know Sargent Pepper
personally,
Though I suspected him full
of wonder:
A man breathing in the deep
waters
Is worthy of lyrics and
melody.
So, into his log he
scribbles
and hums a new song, as
with his other
hand his fingers pump
the klaxon.
It’s not a lonely heart
that keeps me
down here. Brimming with
love, I test
new waters once verboten for me.
Then Nora screams my
name
and I swim upward toward
the sunlight.
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Wow Sal :D
ReplyDeleteWhat a fascinating piece! I, well, I was about to say, I wasn't expecting this type of post or interpretation of the prompt - except that I really, generally, can never be sure what I'll chance upon in my readings.
But this is wonderful - so creative and imaginative - and I find it well, simply - I'm gob-smacked!
I love the perspective and point of view - hearing the voice - and then the wholly unexpected - the yellow sub and penning a new song and the precision of the words -
I didn’t know Sargent Pepper personally,
Though I suspected him full of wonder:
A man breathing in the deep waters
Is worthy of lyrics and melody.
So, into his log he scribbles
and hums a new song, as with his other
hand his fingers pump the klaxon.
It’s not a lonely heart that keeps me
down here. Brimming with love, I test
new waters once verboten for me.
this just absolutely hooks me in - this is a wonderful piece Sal - really love it!
thanks for playing the Sunday writing prompt! :D
Pat aka scribblersdip from mlmm
Thank you, Pat.
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