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by Maple Tree Sep 30, 2017
Sadness, depression /
and she was....
nothing but bitterness
upon his tongue, a lie
gone unnoticed and a voice
in the echo he refuses to hear.
A simple melody upon a broken violin,
orchestra out of tune, as the lights dim...
her final curtsey leaves him speechless
as the pipe burns upon her fingers;
He watches her fall upon a full moon
and to him she becomes a shooting star-
her eyes catch a glimpse of what used
as she feels the fire burning below.
Andrea, What I love about the way you write, is your ability to tell a story, to make us feel every word and emotion. This is no exception, such a beautiful but sad piece.
What a brilliant write as always.
There is some conversation going on in the thread potf between Ben and David.
This poem is an answer to that conversation - a poem should be like this.
There is beauty, sadness, connection just everything in one single piece.
Andrea, such a sad write. So much longing in this-hugs for you-
Such a beautiful piece, with a thread of a saddening melody
by CJ Maleney
There will always be a fire. Above or below it can not be canceled out by thought. A fire is but a thirst and a thirst ultimately requires quenching.
by Milly Hayward