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.
A contest entry
- My pledge to thee by Angelo di Luce.
480 points, ended July 4, 4 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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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,
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This was sweet and nice. Interesting. -
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...


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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

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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


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Thank you myrataal, I am glad you reviewed this. Jesus Christ is Lord

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Congrates On The Silver
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Awesome!! this is beautiful piece..full of wisdom..I love your author's notes

Ruby

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

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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..


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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
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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













