A Butterfly Cadence

July 11, 2011
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Her fingers are tentative,
Soft at first,
As she glides over the ivory keys

Then tension arises in the
Dance of muted staccato notes –
She strings a half-sleepy tune
Before the chrysalis erupts into
A steadier rhythm across the
Expanse of the keyboard,
This is a tempo of lurid procession
And velvet-edged harmony –
Her fingers twirl like lively ballerinas
On the surface of the moon-white keys.

Then it all hushes to
A quiet, solemn succession of arpeggio
Laced with soft-edged flats –
The notes are gentle,
Barely brushing each key,
Then a tranquil

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Im--NOT--Rayyn said...
Nov. 19, 2011 at 10:24 am
I like the imagery in your poem! I suggest that instead of using similes, using metaphors would work better for this particular poem. Other than that, the flow is really nice!
Garnet77 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 5, 2011 at 7:53 am
Beautiful, beautiful imagery. I liked the fact that I could picture every moment in the poem. You had excellent word choice. Well done:)
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