Ode to the Music Man

Posted on April 18, 2016 by Charles Yallowitz

This poem has a small backstory. Wrote it years ago after someone I knew had passed away at a young age. He was a talented musician and this poem came to me soon after I saw the news on FB. That’s pretty much it.

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I sit here staring
Seeing you logged on
Knowing
You will remain forever silent
It is only a machine
Never switched to off

I wish we had more time
Even a single night
Like our olden times
Of greasy pizza
And foamy beer
Before midnight tolled me home

I never thought
That you would go
We always had the time
For you to meet my son
Who will only know of you
From the stories that I tell

I wish I knew
The how and why
That took you from us all
Creating a void
Where music once played
With your perfect techno beat

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.

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