And tinkling ivories, twinkling ivories;
Simultaneously sweet and sharp,
Harmonious and discordant.
A music box lullaby,
A melodic melancholy,
A tuneful time capsule,
A harrowing crescendo of memories.
Wilted emotions fresh and blooming,
Dormant bleeds erupting,
Healed scars torn raw,
Heart crushed anew,
Hurt thrust anew,
Swaddled in a lonely bubble
Past and present.
Swathes of darkness soft, caressing,
Ghostly prickling tears
Stinging through solace, sadness,
A shadow of a breakdown,
An echo of heartbreak.
Nostalgie de la douleur.
Emma H, 11/05/2016, age 25
The above poem is my first toe-dip into the ocean of poetry blogging, which is both exciting and nerve-wracking!
Pain Nostalgia is partly inspired by the brilliant Ludovico Einaudi’s piece “Due Tramonti” (I strongly recommend a listen – it’s absolutely beautiful). Incidentally this is the first but not last of my poems where Einaudi works his inspirational magic…