March 26, 2013
The trill of a solo flute
Flutters, dances ‘round my head.
The mellow whine of violins
Dangle gently, spider threads
Of melody entwine with
Trumpets, blowing sorrow, wishes, aches.
Sitting in my concert chair, I hear ribbons turn to
Snakes, hiss and rattle, cello moans
The clatter of percussion, bones
Of skeletal new rhythms play
The CRASH of symbols
Dawns new day.
A light, a lark, rekindled tune.
A gentle call, birds bade the moon
Goodbye, awake I raise my head
In awe of music, spider threads.

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LexusMarie said...
Jul. 28, 2013 at 3:45 pm
Hey there! Once again, bravo on the immaculate attention to small details! Really, it's spectacular! I think you did a job well done on the rhymes, it seems to flow very well. And the count was also good. I love the way you describe each instrument and the way it impacts the next sound. I am really impressed with the way you describe each sound as well.. I feel that I can hear them in my head and it's really nice. I love the way you emphasize the word 'crash' and describe it... (more »)
Labradorian This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Aug. 1, 2013 at 8:36 pm
Thank you again for commenting. I look forward to reading more of your work :)  
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