Open Poetry #45 |
"They grabbed her by neck..." |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
They grabbed her by the neck and squeezed Their drunken fingers, made her pale. They struck her chords until she wheezed, They shook her up until she wailed. Whole crowds rushed for her, enraged, They shoved and pushed ahead, refusing To wait their turn. I cried, off stage, - I was too scared to face the music. http://home.comcast.net/~kneller/aboutme.html |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
There's an implication of shame in this, or perhaps, I just inferred? Either way, the emotion struck my strings. Nicely done. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Gee, I have a vision of Jimmy Hendrix on stage, or even Les Paul I hope you will come back to explain this one. |
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