“Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.” - Hermann Hesse
This week, The New What’s Going Blog has set as its theme: “Letting Go”. I think that letting go of a relationship that is over and done with is a very difficult thing to do. However, unless we gather enough strength to let go, we cannot move forward, and of course cannot open ourselves up to a new relationship… Here is my poem (and song!) on precisely that.
White
My tablet’s scraped clean;
My life a palimpsest keen
New scripts to receive.
A page bleached, all blank
So white, so frank…
The past behind to leave.
I start again, hope dressed in white
Showing me paths to futures bright;
I throw all painful memories away,
And bold, I face each new day.
The sun is shining, candid above
It lights the world, fills it with love;
My heart now dares faster to beat
Wakened by Spring’s soft heat.
New love, all innocent and pale,
Grows tender, burgeons quick,
Enters my every fibre to assail;
And lights my soul’s spent wick.
On milky white page, so clean
A new story to write I’m keen…
Your snowy hand I want to hold,
My burning love to warm its cold;
Your heart vulnerable to render
Your castle strong to make surrender.
Let’s live a love that’s strong
Beautiful as a sweet song;
Through a prism our white
Will myriads of colours light.
New love, all innocent and pale,
Grows tender, burgeons quick,
Enters my every fibre to assail;
And lights my soul’s spent wick.
On milky white page, so clean
A new story to write I’m keen…
The poem is set to music, and you can find all my music in my “Otidorchestre” Instagram Channel or listen to it on YouTube, Spotify, Amazon, Deezer, Flo, Pandora, and other music sharing sites.
This week, The New What’s Going Blog has set as its theme: “Letting Go”. I think that letting go of a relationship that is over and done with is a very difficult thing to do. However, unless we gather enough strength to let go, we cannot move forward, and of course cannot open ourselves up to a new relationship… Here is my poem (and song!) on precisely that.
White
My tablet’s scraped clean;
My life a palimpsest keen
New scripts to receive.
A page bleached, all blank
So white, so frank…
The past behind to leave.
I start again, hope dressed in white
Showing me paths to futures bright;
I throw all painful memories away,
And bold, I face each new day.
The sun is shining, candid above
It lights the world, fills it with love;
My heart now dares faster to beat
Wakened by Spring’s soft heat.
New love, all innocent and pale,
Grows tender, burgeons quick,
Enters my every fibre to assail;
And lights my soul’s spent wick.
On milky white page, so clean
A new story to write I’m keen…
Your snowy hand I want to hold,
My burning love to warm its cold;
Your heart vulnerable to render
Your castle strong to make surrender.
Let’s live a love that’s strong
Beautiful as a sweet song;
Through a prism our white
Will myriads of colours light.
New love, all innocent and pale,
Grows tender, burgeons quick,
Enters my every fibre to assail;
And lights my soul’s spent wick.
On milky white page, so clean
A new story to write I’m keen…
The poem is set to music, and you can find all my music in my “Otidorchestre” Instagram Channel or listen to it on YouTube, Spotify, Amazon, Deezer, Flo, Pandora, and other music sharing sites.

"I throw all painful memories away" is so powerful....and then the advent of new love "all innocent and pale" is so lovely! There is a lesson in this poem about remaining open to love after pain that is very affirming.
ReplyDeleteNick, I think you have expressed it perfectly. Unless a person lets a former relationship move into the past, they are not able to begin a new relationship, to start a new story! Very fine writing.
ReplyDelete"The past behind to leave" is correct, but not to wipe out of history. If the relationship was good for a year or 2 or 5, honour it with a photo or a present you received back then.
ReplyDeleteI like the contrast of agony and ecstasy in the poem. It's so true that letting go makes us stronger.
ReplyDelete"My tablet’s scraped clean;
ReplyDeleteMy life a palimpsest keen
New scripts to receive."
Interesting how this carries through the song. I was surprised to hear two and then many voices. The sense is that a lot of people are in this situation, romantically hoping they'll find a "white," "clean" love that is here to stay. Letting go may be the first step, but it is not the last!
Great to read, well written.
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