the pair

A pear, a mandolin
molded in native honey
and oil voice.

We gaze at each other,
taste ripe
hear carved perfection
moan.

A collaboration of love.
The need to touch
to mingle
in juices and strings.

An ancient tune
gracefully painted
in fruit
and wooden words.

Author notes

-mandolin

Please comment.critque.
peace to all ~flight

A contest entry

finger music: strings by Nicolette. 1050 points, ended February 25, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest

honesty

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Nicolette
February 16, 2008

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I like the comparison of a mandolin to a pear, and vice versa... the hard and the soft shapes and sounds of love. I've found something extremely sensual about this poem - well done. The mandolin is one of my favourite instruments and you gave us its music in a juicy, oily voice.

Thank you for this lovely entry.

~ Nicolette
- flight
  February 16, 2008
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  I'm glad you could enjoy the concoction
  peace to all ~flight
Namita
February 15, 2008

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woooden words! Beautiful write, Jo! Good luck in the contest

- namita
- flight
  February 16, 2008
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  Thanks!!! peace to all ~flight
Sonja
February 12, 2008

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It was a nice flight inside the tune of your music. Well done. Good luck.
~Sonja~
- flight
  February 12, 2008
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  Thanks
  peace to all ~flight
grm
February 11, 2008

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i like this joining of the natural and the man-made to single tune.
well played.

thanks for creating this for us
acoustical
February 10, 2008
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so interesting. fruit and wood.
yet it makes sense.
...how did you do that....
- flight
  February 10, 2008
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  Ahah, magic Thanks for the comments!!!
  peace to all ~flight
Salt Walker
February 9, 2008
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ooo. mysterious. i like it.
salt
- flight
  February 10, 2008
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  Thanks Ash
  peace to all ~flight