Open Poetry #33 |
Cello at Midnight |
msflame Member
since 2002-05-21
Posts 188 |
Your engine leaves paisley circles on my driveway the wine is chilled and the windowpane soon four squares against snowy creatures who come down to listen, as you play the cello in our last hour. The song is full and risers spread out like melody, a name above wisdom, which I cannot claim to possess. Once I swept around your feet, gathered breaths and left candles cold over wooden tiles. Now, hear our repertoire which finishes nothing. I’ll listen and send you on your way in peace. The scroll a warmer extension of my hand which once reached out for you; I'll keep those parts of you which were extended to me and remember that we knew much sweetness in the prelude, more style during our composition, yet still, unable to love away from earthly angels who once peered in at us. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Mmmmm, this is as sweet as music and the imagery is most beautiful. Can't sleep, thought I'd peruse the pages of blue - glad I did Susan Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"I'll keep those parts of you which were extended to me and remember that we knew much sweetness in the prelude, more style during our composition, yet still, unable to love away from earthly angels who once peered in at us." Beautiful..very beautiful indeed. So very much enjoyed the read. Hugs~ ~ Summer can't be over... |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
I’ll listen and send you on your way in peace. The scroll a warmer extension of my hand which once reached out for you; sad sigh~ Fabulous writing, msflame~ |
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msflame Member
since 2002-05-21
Posts 188 |
Thanks guys |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Once I swept around your feet, gathered breaths and left candles cold over wooden tiles. Now, hear our repertoire which finishes nothing." I loved this! What a beautiful write. A keeper for me. THANKS. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
can't pick a favorite line...awesome write all of it |
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msflame Member
since 2002-05-21
Posts 188 |
that's great to know, thanks so much for spending time on my thread |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I enjoy cello's at any hour...James |
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ShiningWindHaze Member
since 2004-09-06
Posts 138California, United States |
I'll second that. - Haze |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
yes, beautiful |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Really like the way you have used music so well as part of the passion within the poem. Excellent. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Great composition! Brilliant write, msflame. |
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LCsftball16 Junior Member
since 2001-05-17
Posts 39 |
I have not posted on this site for years! But I stumbled across this poem and I found the title intriguing. And low and behold I have found something that creates a feeling inside of me. I am one of many that agree how wonderful this poem is! My favorite part was: "Once I swept around your feet, gathered breaths and left candles cold over wooden tiles. " simply wonderful |
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msflame Member
since 2002-05-21
Posts 188 |
I'm moved. I dont have that many and I'm very moved that you all liked this. Thank you so much. |
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