Tuesday, April 29, 2008


Listen to the sounds that govern my heart
Greater than what's seen from the hands
Of me
And more than what motivates my blind eyes to see
Bleeding with places only I can see
And times that exist only to me
Love that was lost at sea
To the sound of a trigger
Pulled by the hand
That often held mine
Just close enough to feel that distance
Between our thoughts
And if only I knew a mind
That knew him too
But music controls the heart
And moments have made notes
That only an instrument
As delecate as a heart would know
Fine tuned to catch everything
That my mind has filtered through and left behind
And in the middle
Of the things my heart sings
Love is always the major and minor key

1 comment:

m said...

Very good poem, Catie. As much as we hate to admit it, craving love and searching for love of all kinds really is the "major and minor key" of our hearts, it is our main focus and really our biggest need. I think that we don't realize how much time we spend reminiscing over lost loves or daydreaming of new loves because the need to be loved is so natural that we don't even question it. We aren't even aware of how much we need to be loved. But yo Catie I love you and I love your very good poem!! Dude you are a writer! I know, just let that sink in... a writer... do you feel it sinking in???