29 Friday Mar 2019
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fantasy, fiddle, Friday Fantasy, music, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, violin
Gossamer strings
By the light of the moon
My violin sings to the sky
Awakening crowds
Of birds in the clouds
Playing ethereally
My fiddle and I
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17 Tuesday Jul 2018
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She serenades the sun to sleep
With a lullaby, from her strings
Her music floats, into the air
Takes flight, on angel’s wings
It floats among the heavens
On the tails, of passing clouds
As sunlight fades into the night
She is blanketed, with a shroud
Of darkness, it settles over her
Yet, she continues to play her song
Knowing soon the moon will rise
Tis who she plays for, all along
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09 Monday Jul 2018
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She plays the sweetest melody
A violin, tucked under her chin
The sounds that make the angels sing
As on her fiddle, she would begin
A sadness, on her face, appears
Her eyes closed, as she’s recalling
The one who sat upon this chair
A child’s tears, would soon be falling
From this daughter, who loved her deeply
Though, no longer could she hear her play
Except through her very own fingers
Grandma said mommy wanted it this way
And so she plays, for her mother
A woman, she can no longer see
Until her time, on this earth, is done
When they’ll play, together again, for eternity
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21 Wednesday Mar 2018
Posted in March Writing, Poems, Poetry
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Magic, does my fiddle play
With music, that surrounds it
Heavenly sounds, a sweet array
In the air, that’s all around it
Listen to the whispering winds
Of the bow strings, as they glide
My fingers splayed, and disciplined
The fiddle and I, so unified
March Writing Prompt: Fiddlesticks – Day 21/31
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19 Monday Jun 2017
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Fallen, like the notes of my violin
Saturated with the pouring rain
My heart longs for the music
The gentle strains, a symphony
Washing over me in lyrical waves
Serenading my broken soul
Saving me from my fears
Rescuing, Releasing, Redeeming
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 