She plays to make me whole again,
to bring me back from love I’ve lost.
Her music has a magic charm
and she plays without a cost.
There’s something within the notes she makes,
that brings your blood to rush.
Like the golden rays of sunlight,
that warm with every touch.
Standing there she has no sin,
she is as pure as new found love.
The feelings she gives whenever she plays,
come straight down from above.
Her bow it runs across the strings,
they shiver as they cry.
The weeping sound comes from deep inside,
for which there’s no reply.
A daunting task to bring me back,
my emotions were on the brink.
But she’ll play until the edge of dawn,
and will not even stop to drink.
The fire’s lit it burns again,
and begins the beating of my heart.
She’s done her job; but now she’s gone,
and I’ve a brand new start.
Author notes
Prompt: Picture, Credit: photobucket.com
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt. by Angelflower.
600 points, ended September 2, 2008, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is one poem that touches the heart and soul. To hear her music and be made whole again, would be worth more than anyone would ever know. Congratulations my dear with the Silver this has won.
Joann
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This is truly lovely
Such tenderness written within the lines as if direct from the heart indeed Bravo
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oh how beautiful!! I really loved this!! It's just so sweet and full of a loving hope! You did such a wonderful job with this poem for this prompt!! I truly love it!! thank you very much for sharing! best of luck in the contest!!
Angel
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You caught a beautiful take on this prompt! It registers with me about how her playing could lift a heart broken listener. Beautiful rhyme and flow...Very uplifting write B!
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Beautifully written and fits the picture pefectly. I especially like the last stanza. Just think the ability to start all over again brand new. That in itself is a wonderful thing. God Bless,
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