so much of a breaking
heart poured into 12 minutes

tears falling with fingers onto ivory keys
sorrow wrenched from the soul and woven
into mournful notes

such tragic harmony; bleak and
ill-kept hopes dashed by
shrouded reality and obscured truth

at Henley

at Semaphore on New Year’s Eve

noun (from betray, vt): … 4) disclosure in violation of confidence.

(e.g. “Her recount could only have been considered a betrayal.”)

The wind blows, sweet, clear and warm
And I feel all it blows along and away
I’ve watched and waited and grown less cold

Time has brought changes, big and small
And I felt all of them deep within
Some bad, many good, some amazing

But the point is, I feel everything
The sensations, old and new, all feel new again
Dreams live on