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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity 
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 * * * Bus reality show * * * Your shrill young voice made everyone jump and gaze at you in discomfort. You shouted “Buona giornata a tutti!” (1) with such a velvety smile… And then you began to sing accompanied by your Mother who played the accordion. No please! Not a melancholic Spanish song “Besame, besame mucho, como si fuera esta noche la ultima vez !”(2) You even sang out of tune ... but with so much passion, as if the high pitched voice was needed to keep away your fears. Not a single smile you stirred, no smiles no … but tears, from these eyes of mine because of the accordion, because of the sad song, because of the struggle of life because of your courage because of the indifference because of the memories … because … I don’t know why actually, but the sound of the accordion always throws me into deep melancholy. They say my Father played it, but I have never heard him play or did I maybe, through my Mother’s womb? Not a single smile you stirred, no smiles no … But tears from these eyes of mine. Yet, I am grateful for this performance of life’s reality show, due to the fact that my car was on strike that day … “Have a nice day!” * * * 1) Have a nice day all! 2) Kiss me, kiss me passionately, as if this night it was the last time … |
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Poetic Concept Member
since 2006-06-25
Posts 66God's Fingerprint |
I liked the spanish...not one of either of your tongues but defintely nice to see some diversity in poems of american origin. I like the fact that u put your "car on strike" I forgot the day but we had a ride a bike or bus to work day, so I guess u rode the bus...lol I liked the overall concept though, how unexpected things change your life in the wierdest and not expected places...good job...elevation is the key Return the favor on: Lilies and Roses "How vain it is to sit down and write when u have not stood up to live" Anonymous (Unknown) [This message has been edited by Poetic Concept (06-26-2006 02:28 AM).] |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
You know I had forgotten until reading this that my grandfather played the accordian, and what wonderful memories have surfaced - so thank you Margherita. Is there anything worse than listening to someone sing off key?  Waste not a second ~ Carpe' Diem |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
 JL  Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
fantabulous write mi lady excellent sounds... |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Music and I don't gel...other than listening to it...And I am sure this was a pleasure to listen to. You beautifully wrote of a moment so tender and touching...One that shall not be forgotten by you, others, even myself. Thanx. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Margherita, sounds stir us and the emotion you described....well, I just think you are very perceptive and sensitive. Thank you for sharing your soul-speak here. It is a bit different of a poem than normal for you, but it reflects the human side of your celestial personality! *hugs*.....jo |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"but the sound of the accordion always throws me into deep melancholy" There is something about the sound of an accordion... You've made beautiful music Margherita and such melancholy emotions. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I did enjoy this |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Thank you all! Sometimes we are in that special mood when things that happen around us touch us deeply, because our receptivity captures more than just the "fact". Love, Margherita |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
What a kind, compassionate person you are! On behalf of the young girl with no voice, thank you for caring enough to feel so much emotion, even if (and paradoxically, especially because) some of it was because of possible womb-memories of your father. And all this woven into a superbly written poem - although of a different style to the others you post, as iliana says. - Owl |
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