A Haunting Melody Poem by David Whalen

A Haunting Melody

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It's not lyrics…but
whispers
That lie ‘neath the melody

Ghostly murmurs that
haunt
the refrain

Sursurrant sounds
That surge
And then melt

Whispers not heard but
more chillingly
…'Felt'…

As tingles and ripples
Of black fingernail
Making

Minor chords that caress,
And then go
Raking….

Up spine and then
Spider
cross brain

A musical medly
Of whispers
And melody

Song fashioned by phantoms
From mist
…Icicles and rain…

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren 13 April 2012

Beautiful poem, lovely to read. Very imaginative write.

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Dilpreet Dosanjh 28 March 2013

Nice poem i used it for my school poem recital my teacher loved it i think Lets say i might be ten

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Bri Edwards 03 April 2018

(continued) ...su·sur·rate ˈso͞osəˌrāt/ verb literary (of leaves, wind, etc.) make a whispering or rustling sound. and ....medly? ? ? perhaps medley? ? ? then again, ? i think i always have trouble spelling icicles! ! ! but now i've just found a solution. i'll think of circles, minus the r, but with i in front. bri :)

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Bri Edwards 03 April 2018

some favorite lines: Raking…. Up spine and then Spider cross brain ..................and a very fine alliteration(s) here: Sursurrant sounds That surge...but i found sursurrate, when i Googled for the meaning of sursurrant: (to be continued) ....

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Roseann Shawiak 08 January 2016

Hearing the whispers beneath the melody, a true musician can hear them! Loved the rhythm and symmetry of this poem. Thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn

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Ramesh Rai 18 October 2014

Beautiful imagery write. Loved reading.

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Dilpreet Dosanjh 28 March 2013

Nice poem i used it for my school poem recital my teacher loved it i think Lets say i might be ten

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David Whalen

David Whalen

Covington Kentucky
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