
Living in the interlude,
I struggled to find peace,
distracted by what had been,
and desperate for what was to come.
I waited for life to begin again–
delayed in the interlude.
Time stood still.
An uninvited pause between movements,
with nothing remarkable
to show for myself.
Ticks of the metronome,
I felt dull,
restrained
and alone.
During this vacant stretch
before my next movement,
I wondered if I still had value
despite making no progress.
I waited for purpose–
silenced in the interlude.
Then,
I heard my heart beating,
that gentle drumming of rhythm
enough to keep time to.
My breath,
leaning on the keys of my soul,
created waves of deep resonance.
My fingers,
strummed on the frets
as my mind wrote in minor.
My voice,
humming soulful notes of hopeful dreams,
filled the space in between.
Holding onto patience,
I waited to play the cadence.
In those motionless moments of life,
I observed my hidden potential,
I opened up my eyes to see things
my current reality didn’t.
I waited and finally saw the possibilities–
while remaining in the interlude.
In the everyday monotony,
in the sighs between events,
in the strength I no longer had left,
my life still created music.
It was the beautiful sound
of my interlude.
Cadence: A musical term meaning the ending or resolution
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😊 Thanks John.
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Such a beautiful and soulful piece. I love the journey you have created for your readers. 💗 My favorite line is:
“I waited for purpose–
silenced in the interlude.”
So much meaning in every stanza! Excellent work!
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Thank you Katy 💜 It was a significant piece for me to write personally, but I feel we all have those moments in life where we feel stuck and don’t know our place. Thanks for your encouragement and connection 💜💜💜
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Wow!
The repetition of the word “interlude” added more power to your poem.
“I waited and finally saw the possibilities” – I loved this!!❤️
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Phew, so glad to hear that 😊 I love hearing which part you connected with 💜
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Wow!
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Thanks Akshita 😊
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Hope you find in the rhythm of the beating heart.
Beautiful articulation.
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Thank you Beautiful Kritika (Heart)
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My pleasure always ST 🙂 (Heart)
Have a wonderful day.
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Beautiful❤️
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Thanks Diana 💜
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Powerful poem ST. Finding the rhythm of life in the interlude, sounds like something we all should get used to. The flow of words here was amazing, Nice one 🙌
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Thank you Uzzawal 😊 I’m glad to hear you could relate to this space (I think we all can) and of course your encouragement is always appreciated 🙌
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Wow! I so loved this, My Dear!! Absolutely awesome!! Loved the use of the musical to life and love! Brilliant, simply brilliant!!
xoxo
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Thank you Chuck 😊
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Very clever and brilliant!! Loved it, loved it!!
xoxo
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Thanks again for such caring and thoughtful gifts, SA!! Will cherish them, always!!!
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😊💜 You are welcome Chuck.
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Oh, forgot!! Stunning Graphic! So imaginative!! 😁😁✨✨
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Haha, thanks for that. When I use images, it’s always great when you find ‘that perfect one’ 😀 🎼
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Mission Accomplished on this one!!! A++++
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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I love the opening line and how you slowly took my breath…till the end..
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Thank you Mich! Sincerely, thank you for this reflection.
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Really felt this! Great use of musical ideas: like how you interwove it.
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That’s lovely to hear Ben 🙂
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I love the music references, I could relate so much to the whole of it like seeing my own reflection in water. I looove music.
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Oh that is so lovely to hear Kizito!
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