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Firebird D

Unaware of evil, knowing only good,
A gentle soul with a child like heart,
With revelation found a piece of unique wood,
From the remains of Noah's ark...
Stradivarius-
Accepted the wood as a holy relic,
Accepted the lacquer as the blood of immortality,
Experienced birth throes and created the pure
Dream of this violin to sing amazing Vivaldi.
All four ears of the violin,
Are a miniature wooden wonder,
Created by the master violin maker,
Now the violin is sorrowing,
With a deeper sorrow,
Which is flying above the sky,
The matter?
Perhaps its because Vivaldi wants to play la major,
But always play sol minor...

Author notes

I don't expect to win this contest nor do I want to.
I entered it for the joy of breaking the rules of religion systems and their habit of ritual worship.
I am a loner who cares nothing about nationality, race, or religion, nor tagged demonination.
I wish you the best in judging your contest sweet man
May My Christ have mercy on mother earth.

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  • Judith Chandler
    October 24, 2008

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    This is so beautiful. "All four ears of the violin" - what a great line. Art could be a religion itself and music a subset of that. Have to tell that my father was an instrument maker and an atheist. Always SAID he was an atheist but I think music may have been his spiritual outlet as well as his religion.

    For me, it's prose and poetric writing. Thank you for this write and for causing me to ponder.
  • sgking123
    July 14, 2008

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    excellent

    well done thanks for sharing with us.Please visit some of my poetry as well.It is well crafted and beautioful poem.I like the rythms and choice of words. You did excel in both departments. I loved these lines particularly:

    All four ears of the violin,
    Are a miniature wooden wonder,
    Created by the master violin maker,
    Now the violin is sorrowing,
    With a deeper sorrow,
    Which is flying above the sky,

  • aratidevi
    July 12, 2008
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    Nice

    This was sweet and nice. Interesting.

  • PrabhuDayal Khattar gold member
    July 11, 2008

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    the wind ..you capture, the thought you shape..and the tears you frame to bring life...a touching heart of yours wanders in poetry...no words...


  • storiesuntold
    July 1, 2008

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    Penned from the heart

    Often we do write and as we feel it means one thing others at times see a completly different thought .Yet I see within the write of how the violin lost the battle for the one at hand so wanted to play sol minor


  • myrataal gold member
    July 1, 2008

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    Poetess ...

    we are not aware always of the song we sing ... and how it relates to His holy Hymn ... But sing, Poetess, SING ... Bring glory to Him.

    Love
    Myra


  • Amarige
    June 30, 2008

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    Awesome!! this is beautiful piece..full of wisdom..I love your author's notes
    Ruby


  • Ceridwens Soul gold member
    June 30, 2008

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    Such vitality in words and very beautiful to read. You have a wonderful talent, poet.

    Peace with you


  • Pisces rainbow
    June 30, 2008

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    awesome

    lovely words you have chosen,

    oh so beautiful

    unity my soulful friend

    child like heart is the pure essence of unity

    lovely does not do your write justice

    bravo

    God bless..


  • Angelo di Luce gold member
    June 30, 2008

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    Since you are a loner, and have love in your heart

    I will accept your poem to be judged, along with the others

    The essence of our Mother is love and purity

    and on those, this contest is based on

    Blessed be


  • poeticweaver silver member
    June 30, 2008

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    Wonderfully Versed.

    All the hues that you use to paint a portrait shine through.
    You are a precious soul who longs for the four walls to tumble down.
    For anyone who feels the facts in faith, knows this song within.
    We need no tagged denomination, nor no more seperation.
    The light from above and from within shines for all.
    Thanks for sharing your passion and gifts you have hun.

    Lovely piece, and I appreciate your honest flow.
    -Timothy aka poeticweaver~ xo

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