Love is a Song: Ghazal

“Love is raw as freshly cut meat,

mean as a beetle on the track of dung”

~ Jim Harrison  from Songs of Unreason

 

It can be painful and raw, sometimes it’s wrong, but love is a song.

It’s sung both in hearts and in brains–if given free rein–because love is a song.

 

It makes lovers dance and full of romance because love is a song.

But what happens when dampened, or gone with dawn, will you still say love is a song?

 

It can make someone evil, cause great upheaval, but love is a song

with notes that can sway, make some go and some stay for the love of love is a song.

 

You can love one child or ten, again and again, because love is a song

that makes mothers sigh when parted, cry broken-hearted, because love is a song.

 

The notes can be doleful and soulful and wonderous and wise because love is a song

that grows and expands without any demands—love is love is love is love is love is a song.

 

Love of country is sung, by those with forked-tongues, because love is a song

to convince some not to think, or to look at the brink, just sing that love is a song.

 

Its music can frighten, can make our hearts tighten, but love is a song

that may protect a few or cause trouble anew, but love is a song.

 

Listen to the stars and moon, listen to the celestial tunes—high above love is a song.

Listen to the birds and bees, listen to the earthly seas, listen long and sing along, love is a song.

 

This ghazal is for Day 20 of Jilly’s 28 Days of Unreason, poetry inspired by Jim Harrion’s poetry (and other works).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

26 thoughts on “Love is a Song: Ghazal

  1. Such a wonderful use of this form! Enjoyed the lilting of the song and the repetition of the words. I had to stop and read again this: ‘for the love of love is a song.’ And when love is began repeating I could feel the voices joining together.

    • Thank you, Jilly.
      I had so many things in my mind with the news and all. I threw out the first poem I wrote, and just worked in a little reminder of some things that matter in this one. 🙂

  2. Another great ghazal. I love the rhyme of brain and free rein in the first couplet. And I like how you touch on how songs can be misleading…but other loves seem to outweigh.

  3. Ohhh. I’m singing thanks for your love song. I could see this poem become lyrics in a beautiful song. I love your sentiment, not those of the quote by Jim Harrison. I’ll take your kind of love song any day. And I agree in every way. Love is a song. Absolutely gorgeous, Merril.

  4. There is a lot of the sadness, haunting in the beginning. . . of how you are able to put a song with the bad things within, sometimes is impossible to imagine. But you lifted our spirits and gave us hope in nature, constancy of love and friendship, Merril. ❤
    So, we come away having traveled through to the other side from dark to light, as if through a tunnel (or over a wall?). Not totally unaware that the dark will linger, mind you! 🙂

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