Silken hands press hesitantly on ivory keys,
lingering half notes float below glass chandeliers;
the wailing of the violin prompts a tempo too long,
but the sonata echoes through the moon-lit ballroom.
December shuts the curtains and inhales only dust,
just a nostalgic reminder of naïve autumn.
Victoria:
Ten years have passed, but your gown still hangs in my wardrobe. My memories of you have not yet faded, despite my enthusiastic consumption of alcohol. You introduced me to snow and made me embrace spring. In the aftermath of the storm, I tasted fear when I managed to catch your eyes. You begged me to be silent, but I was always too rash and impatient. Finesse was never my forté, and I chased after you mere seconds after autumn's departure. Now I wait for the epilogue to spring.
-Albert
Author notes
Prompt: finesse
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victoria_of_the_United_Kingdom#Marriage
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victorian_era
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A contest entry
- Fine Finesse by Ken-Maverick.
650 points, ended November 19, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Prewrite Quickie...! by Mango Memories.
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Comments
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Bravo!
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JUDGED!
Excellently penned,
Thanks for entering and all the best in the contest.
Ken -
such perfect despair and longing... the essence of autumn, winter's dread.
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Incredible write! The imagery and emotion felt so real and present. Beautiful.
Best of luck in the contest.
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aw, she was deverstated when he died and yeah you could say living was forever winter after.
Congrats, this is tops.
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This is such an excellent tapestry you've woven with your poignant words, Sweetie. Good luck in the contest. 
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excellent
Oh
I enjoyed this read very much
I too agree it had a haunting melody
Best of luck in the contest..its a winner in my book
I just posted a new one and it's not a dark one LOL
Drop by when ya can
Hugs
Your sis
Susan~~~
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A haunting melody with your images, a wonderful story told that echoes long afterwards from your lines. A beautiful poem my dear.
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I see this scene, all in black and white; and it is haunting.
Mesmerizing Liu.
All the best, mj.
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