ស ៵ ᧪ ៵ don’t know why ៵ ᧪ ៵ ស


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don’t know why
i  didn’t cum
you gave me all you had to give
would’ve been enough any other day
i wish i knew what else to say

guess i was having a bad,  sad day
i’m sorry if  that got in the way
you know you mean the world to me
but i felt the need to fly away
maybe i’ll be back on a happier day

i couldn’t stay
not for even one more day
though you invited me along
don’t know why
i didn’t come

ស ៵᧪៵ ស

ស ᧪ ស

៵ ᧪ ៵

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“Don’t Know Why”   Norah Jones

artwork ~   “Purple Muse”    Kim Nelson
{ used with the artist’s permission }

this is my submission to ~

The Sunday Challenge   at   imaginary garden with real toads
prompt:   the artwork of  Kim Nelson/Kim Nelson Creates


thank you,  Kerry and Kim!

I am not linking in, but want to give credit  { or blame }  to:
Fireblossom Friday ~ Doubletalk
  at   imaginary garden with real toads
prompt:   begin and end a poem with the same line, but with different meanings
{ okay, i fudged a little by changing the spelling of  one word ~ so sue me }


thank you,  Fireblossom!

Open Link Night ~ Week 80   at   dVerse ~ Poets Pub
submit a new or old poem

thank you,  Brian!

i am also participating in ~

NaBloPoMoSoup

“Don’t Know Why”   Norah Jones

lyrics ~

I waited ’til I saw the sun
I don’t know why I didn’t come
I left you by the house of fun
I don’t know why I didn’t come
I don’t know why I didn’t come

When I saw the break of day
I wished that I could fly away
Instead of kneeling in the sand
Catching teardrops in my hand

My heart is drenched in wine
But you’ll be on my mind
Forever

Out across the endless sea
I would die in ecstasy
But I’ll be a bag of bones
Driving down the road along

My heart is drenched in wine
But you’ll be on my mind
Forever

Something has to make you run
I don’t know why I didn’t come
I feel as empty as a drum
I don’t know why I didn’t come
I don’t know why I didn’t come

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26 Comments

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26 responses to “ស ៵ ᧪ ៵ don’t know why ៵ ᧪ ៵ ស

  1. I think this is a very cool blend of both prompts, Dani. I love Miss Norah, and your playful interpretation of her lyrics. I do see something sad in the painted face, and you captured that in your words very well.

  2. My attorneys are working on a suit as we speak! LOL. I love this! It’s quite clever, sis. And the song is much the coolness, too. :-)

  3. So true, sometimes even in the closest, deepest relationships, you just need a little space. To regain your center, your individuality, yes, and then reconnect stronger and renewed. Loved this, Dani :)

  4. Well played, Dani! You gave the Purple Muse a story of her own, and a detailed one at that. Well done. Like you, I appreciate Ms. Jones’ music and talent. Nice coupling here.

  5. Ha, sometime flying away and returning on a better day is the way to go. Smiles.

  6. Ha! Totally fun and very necessary parody!

  7. I have been married for 42 years and I certainly understand needing space…love the thought interplay between Norah’s song and your poem.

  8. Helen

    Needing a little couple therapy??? ;)

  9. Hmm…yes, this sates so well this unfortunate fate. ;) Well done!

  10. hmm some times……
    lovely ….

  11. flying away and returning…that’s why we have wings..no? smiles

    • no matter how much we love someone, we still need time to stay in touch with ourselves, don’t you think? thanks for your visit, claudia!! ♥

  12. margaretbednar

    “I don’t know why”… that often is the case. :) But ya gotta go with the intuition!

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