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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Agreement/Disagreement (01/19/12)

TITLE: And the melody plays on...
By Linda Goergen
01/25/12


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“Grandmother
why the tears?
Don’t you agree?”

The loyalty in me tells him
I agree
I agree for the need
and I am proud
of his commitment—

Yet, my heart
intensely disagrees.
I don’t want my grandson to go.

Driving home
I try to drown out
the thoughts of it
sifting through
and cranking up
the radio’s music
until suddenly
a favorite song from my past
Unchained Melody
stops me
and yanks my thoughts
deep within—

Its notes
softly call me
aboard its
unchained time machine
taking me back
where fresh dreams
made its melancholy sound
more hope than haunting.

I am again, the girl
basking in the aura of the tune
while drawing name filled hearts
and peace signs
upon windows—steamed
with hours of idyllic pondering
a world
where war was spent
and love lasted forever—

I want to linger
in my girlish dreams
but the music won’t wait for me
and I am chained
to the unchained familiar chords
as they pull me
toward the black hole
of reality.

The strains haunt me
with my youthful
utopian recollections
wounded ideas
now dust of the past
that today’s heart tears
turn to mud.

Increasingly my temples pulsate
like a metronome
painfully pointing out
the tempo
of life—of the world
remains amiss—

Still
the song plays
as my quivering lips
whisper “Why, oh why
can forty seven years of
moonlit nights come and go
still reflecting
over war fields of man’s hate
while soldiers
still
hum timeless love songs
praying
someone waits for them—

Oh why?
Why
must mothers and grandmothers
still have to battle
within their own hearts
proud that their offspring
are willing to go
to defend their nation
yet—angry
that they still have to?

Time can do so much
or so little.

My dreams
now
only look
through hearts and signs
drawn on the window of Heaven
where man’s pride and hate
can never again
cause conflict
and pain
within my heart.



Footnote: The song “Unchained Melody”- Righteous brothers version, popular when many were stationed in Viet Nam and the words meant so much to them.


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Yvonne Blake 01/26/12
This poem contains so many levels. The free form lends to the wandering thoughts brought on by the "unchained" tune.
Well done!
Francy Judge 01/27/12
This is a beautiful expression of the grandmother's pain yet understanding of her grandson's decision. I love how you intertwined the musical words into the poem.
Michael Throne02/02/12
Great poem. You describe something that occurs to me too often as I get older, the seemingly endless pattern of mistakes and consequences we live our lives through, especially with war. I just can't imagine watching it play out again and again over the course of several millennium. Well written!
CD Swanson 02/02/12
Linda,

Congratulations on your ribbon! It is well deserved!

I don't know what happened to my "original" comments prior to this day??? This is the third time this has happened. Oh well.

Your entry has touched my heart and stayed with me long after I was through reading it.

Congratulations again.

Great job! God Bless~
Jody Day 02/02/12
Congratulations, beautifully done.
Danielle King 02/02/12
Linda, this is such a beautiful and haunting poem. Congratulations on placing 3rd. Very well deserved.