Open Poetry #40 |
Tchaikovsky Concerto |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. After the concert In Providence We made our way Through the white falling snow You had a hat on That seemed to come From some other time And I heard the tune That sleigh bells make When night turns thought to dreams The road became a magic path That took us back to a fireplace A room with curtains drawn Where for hours then I stroked the strings of your violin And music welcomed dawn . |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I like the visual imagery and tone of this. These ears could hear love's sighs alongside sleighbells and Tchaikovsky. Well done, John. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
mmmm, that's nice |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Ah Tchaikovsky & sleighbells... the hat.. your visuals took me there and I heard and saw the entire scene. Well done. ~ Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
"When night turns thought to dreams". "I stroked the strings of your violin And music welcomed dawn" loved this expression. beauty. |
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