Thursday, April 12, 2007

Untitled by Abby S.


Because the music’s loud
and vibrates through my body.
The choruses are sung strong,
and this is my home.

My home is where the people are friendly
and love music for the love of it.
We are a family, even if only for a night,
and this is my home.

You don’t play for the record company
but for the people who breathe your notes.
It is your life, your love, and this─
and this is my home.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

This honestly makes me want to go practice drums right now.
I think we should start a rock and roll band. Twice.

I like the way that "this is my home" is repeated at the end of each stanza. It really emphasizes how much you love music.

Anonymous said...

abby! i've already told you but i am in love with this poem. seriously. you're so into music and so it completely fits your personality. like alyssa, it was cool how you repeated "and this is my home." i pictured, like you said, people who "love music for the love of it." you know that i like poems that rhyme the best but this one didnt rhyme (even though it still had a good flow to it) and i thought it was fantastic! :] i felt happy after reading it and i made me want to be musically talented. keep up the great work!

Anonymous said...

Abby, when I read this poem it reminds me of you explaining you and the music you enjoy. You are always telling me about certain bands and artists and I never understand what you are trying to tell me, now I understand. This poem shows me how much music means to you by the line "and this is my home". That is my favorite line because its repeated to allow you to understand its meaning. To me it reveals that music and lyrics is a way to express feelings, emotions, and moods. Fabulous poem.

Anonymous said...

Wow! Abby I love you poem. After reading your poem I thought about all the concerts we have gone to. I could really see your love for music in this poem. I think your poem had a smooth flow to it and it was easy to read. I really like the way you repeated "this is my home" at the end of each stanza. As someone who is a frequent concert go-er I can really see you're inspiration and love for music. Great job!

Anonymous said...

You did a very good job with this, Abby, really binding together everyone under music, not just one certain type of music. I really understood everything you were talking about, as I'm sure many did.

I guess what I "saw" in my mind was a small place, warm atmosphere, crowded with people and great music. The perfect gig, basically.

This poem had some great lines. And not to disagree with those above, but my favourite lines would have to be lines 1-4 and 9 & 10. With 1 and 4, I just understood what you meant, anyone who has ever been to a concert probably does. And nine and ten were strong in the devotion to music as an art. It defined it well.

After reading this poem I know I felt warmth for the love of music and a connection to all those out there who understand. One big family.

Lastly, I cannot really think of any works that this poem reminds me of...I have encountered the idea before, but not in the means of poetry or literature.

Great idea represented with great word choice overall. I think you tie with Cheico in that catergory.