inexplicable voices

[saw]

when Patty Griffin sang
Mil Besos
I always cried, my reaction
oddly unnatural
it was just another love song
but she unleashed these emotional fangs
provoked the dead somehow
this extraordinary primal voice
like she was stirring old cauldrons
an old life of mine buried in layers
of decaying history, a me
wrapped in uncountable timeworn blankets
matted together with perspiration
and extinct blood types....
I've learned not to fight it
to ride it out, feel the connections
soak for hours in her nightingale tub

[dadio]

good capture and delivered well.

[mnaz]

sometimes . . . no explanation to how a voice, a passage of song, can penetrate so deeply. "...timeworn blankets matted together with perspiration and extinct blood types..." conveys image and feeling well...

[saw]

thanx terry & mnazzinator.........it's odd but every once in awhile there's this song that transcends the lyrics, perhaps even the music, and the lone power of the voice works its magic....

[emel.scott]

Steve, I think this reads, sounds, impacts even more powerfully than it already does if written in the present tense. See what you think:

when Patty Griffin sings
Mil Besos
I always cry, my reaction
oddly unnatural
it is just another love song
but she unleashes these emotional fangs
provokes the dead somehow
this extraordinary primal voice
like she is stirring old cauldrons
an old life of mine buried in layers
of decaying history, a me
wrapped in uncountable timeworn blankets
matted together with perspiration
and extinct blood types....
I've learned not to fight it
to ride it out, feel the connections
soak for hours in her nightingale tub

[hester_prynne]

"her nightingale tub"
This whole thing grooves, but this last line, well, can I have it?

H

[saw]

thanx for the feedback, one & all........yes hester you may run wild with that line, thanx so much