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Virtuoso

Contributed by keilantra on Friday, 19th January 2007 @ 08:48:41 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract



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The melodies you create
are beautiful and intricate,
yet they break along uncertain edges
and falter when the notes are too high.

My heaven did not make you.

My miniature Beethoven,
who counts his days in treble clefs and
who writes in E minor
and sings fortissimo at the crack of dawn,
Cara, your eyes are sad with hunger
for a beauty you cannot compose.

You seek inspiration
as it floats through walls,
never once still, haunting these museum halls.

I would be Botticelli for you
if only I could paint. But all of me
is all I have.
It seems can never offer you enough




Copyright © keilantra ... [ 2007-01-19 08:48:41]
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Re: Virtuoso (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Friday, 19th January 2007 @ 11:08:23 PM AEST
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I immediately dropped 5 stars on this... and absolutely intended to immediately then leave a comment. But, alas, I've been here on this page for a long while now and I swear you've left me speechless.

Oh, Kei.... this is utterly brilliant. I adore it entirely. And I adore you for it. Oh, that I could find something so extraordinary every time I so desperately want and need to!! What a gift you have offered us! Thank you, hun!!

(I sooo wish I could comment well... comment on it.... but truly, I haven't words enough to do so)

Please Kei.... Do not ever stop writing.

Your fan,
~Snemmy




Re: Virtuoso (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Saturday, 20th January 2007 @ 05:18:21 AM AEST
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Full of emotion and vivid language. It's a great piece you've brought to us here. I like the art imagery and the tenderness of the Irish 'cara'.

Well done.

Andrew


Re: Virtuoso (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Saturday, 20th January 2007 @ 06:23:19 AM AEST
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Beautiful and so poignently sad, as affairs of the heart can be - why can't this sometimes just be enough?

So very frustrating when what they crave is not what is in your capacity to give. A lovely, lovely poem.

S


Re: Virtuoso (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Tuesday, 23rd January 2007 @ 05:55:12 PM AEST
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A tip of the hat to ya dearest Kei~
Your poetry is phenomenal and you are a truly gifted poetess.
An outstanding poem brilliantly penned.
warm hugs,
sue m


Re: Virtuoso (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 11th February 2007 @ 08:44:14 PM AEST
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oh my dearest kie ... I get this. I do.

Impossibly sad. Ambition is sometimes our mortal enemy ..
sending us in search of aspirations far above and
beyond that which we can attain .. never realizing
all we have .. all we need .. is right in front of our eyes ..

and this .. this is what saddens me about the
direction in which the world is headed. Is it ever
possible for a human heart to have, just "enough"?

"It seems can never offer you enough"

indeed~

Bravo poet.

~Breezy


Re: Virtuoso (User Rating: 1 )
by Man_On_High on Tuesday, 13th March 2007 @ 10:23:34 PM AEST
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Hey Kei~

(at the risk of sounding insistent and repetitious)
this piece was extrememly well written luv-
many would also appreciate your reference to
Botticelli and its relative metaphoric value to your sentiments there, in the final stanza..

his vivid array and use of color is brilliant..
(perhaps, an example of great minds thinking alike)

: )

exquisite

Billy





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