Unplayed Melodies Poem by Helen Crutchett

Unplayed melodies remain
unfinished symphonies refrain
love songs not yet sung
a violin yet to be strung

a sunflower who can't face the sun
the fair maiden's heart yet to be won
folk tales of realms still undiscovered
the rainbows end with no gold recovered

the book of romance waiting to be read
a couplet to warm a cold bed
a nightingale's exquisite notes
caught deep in his throat

heights so heady not yet conquered
unexplored courses to be charted
a garden of delights delivered
a soul mate discovered ~


(c) Helen Crutchett