God will always be dead to me
The lights on his face reflected. Showing every little stubble as his eyes pierced through me. His words had a way. They touched my heart. Made my soul feel…
My mum died suddenly in 2003. I knew of the contralto Kathleen Ferrier only because my mum had often spoke of her. I do _NOT_ enjoy this kind of classical singing! Sometime later, I played an album by her which had been my mum's and was stunned to be moved to tears by the song of the same title as this challenge. You can hear her recording on: http://youtu.be/qQuahSdTvU4 The (slightly trimmed) lyrics are: What is life to me without thee What is left if thou art dead? What is life; life without thee? What is life without my love? What is left if thou art dead? Eurydice! Eurydice! Ah, hear me. Oh, answer! Oh answer! Thy dear lord am I so faithful, My dear lord am I, who loves thee, Who doth love thee! Eurydice! Eurydice! In my dread anguish nought can aid me, None can comfort. Earth is cruel, heav'n is cold! The challenge? Write a piece inspired by anything related to this song or the singer who died tragically young. The challenge ends exactly 100 years after her birth.
The lights on his face reflected. Showing every little stubble as his eyes pierced through me. His words had a way. They touched my heart. Made my soul feel…
There’s this cold numbness that ruthlessly, relentlessly hangs over me. Forcing me down. Drowning me in the familiar pool of deep, sorrowful despair. Gasping…
“I’m sorry for your loss” those words echoed in my head. She’s not sorry. She can’t even be bothered to remember his name. I turned on the radio to silence the…
Life must go on. That’s what they say, isn’t it? But why? Don’t get me wrong, I hope it does, but why must it? I find that I’m reminded of the film ‘As Good…
What will I do now? What is my life worth now you’re gone? I don’t know, maybe I will try and find some one else. I doubt I ever will. Never will I meet some…
There was a time when I enjoyed the cheerful sound of the dawn chorus. I loved to hear the way the birds greeted the new day. Not now. I just lay here wishing…