Cutting through the landscapes of fall, more elegant than the edge of a sword,
As my feelings gush through this instrument that is my world
This instrument that is more fascinating than that of destruction
This instrument that is more devastating than that of memories
Dense fog veils the sun and creates this starlight symphony
Now it will all come to pass,
Let the leaves be my notes and the trees my orchestra
Let the earth be my pace and the mountains my pulse
Let the wind be my messenger and its embrace my whisper
Let the fire be my passion and its kiss my source
The song of a thousand angels fills my heart with the sorrow of a thousand widows
As if possessed my hands play the glass heart melody,
Oh, sweet bringer of pain and pleasure
Only you can alter the will of man
For through you our thoughts become lethal
And through you our tears become music
And through this forest now runs a never ending river of sound,
For what was cut into the bark of the trees with words unfathomable,
For what was said to the wind with words unfathomable,
Will forever be said and only the day Time ceases to exist will all this be gone.
And slowly I returned....
Author notes
Written June 20th, 2005
A contest entry
- Damn good poetry by BehindTheSorrow.
300 points, ended June 27, 2005, 19 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Colour of the Wind by SeaWithYourHeart.
600 points, ended July 31, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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"Dense fog veils the sun and creates this starlight symphony"
"Let the leaves be my notes and the trees my orchestra
Let the earth be my pace and the mountains my pulse
Let the wind be my messenger and its embrace my whisper"
"Let the fire be my passion and its kiss my source
The song of a thousand angels fills my heart with the sorrow of a thousand widows"
"As if possessed my hands play the glass heart melody"
"through you our tears become music"
"And through this forest now runs a never ending river of sound,"
"For what was cut into the bark of the trees with words unfathomable,"
These were my favorite images. I loved the glass hearted music shattering image. and the tears turnimg in to sound.
I loved the way you used the violin to call to nature to create and mimic the sound.
I love it all. This is a fantastic pieve of poetry. I am slightly biased I play many instruments including the violin and you have inspired me to hold a music contest. wow thankyou and good luck in the contest: -
Oh, You're right. Thanks for mentioning it
And this contest is great too. There's alot of great entries to read as well. -
'Will forever be said and only the day Time seizes to exist will all this be gone.' I think you meant ceases, not seizes.
This poem was REALLY fantastic. I loved it. The wording, the message, the way it was crafted, everything was lovely. Thanks for the great entry!
Reesa
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