Debbie Guzzi Poet Free verse

Glass Bells

tentatively we touch
gentleness a brushed lingering
rising waves of repetition unfold
achingly intense
crisp as belled glass

full of heartache, plump with longing
life races toward … to ward …
in spiral tip toed pirouettes

trailing across the tympanic membranes
sliding up and down scales 
darkness sharp and ivory keys
sound reminds


6/9/14

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Carrie Richards June 18, 2014 at 10:02 AM I have a chill running down and across my own tympanic membranes !!! ..... too beautiful !!! Music brings out the best in us ! I could whistle, and you could write a wonderful poem !! :) Debbie Guzzi June 18, 2014 at 1:14 PM wow you are too sweet!

Arlene Smith June 18, 2014 at 7:04 AM Congrats on a fine win with such a lovely write.. Love this.. Hugs. Arlene

Joseph May June 18, 2014 at 3:02 AM Congrats on a great win Debbie

Carolyn Devonshire June 17, 2014 at 5:06 PM Bravo! So glad to see this awesome poem placing high in Craig's contest. Love you, my friend.

Faye Gibson June 17, 2014 at 3:56 PM Debbie, you make me see beautiful images. Lovely. Congratulations.

Andrea Dietrich June 16, 2014 at 3:22 PM the imagery is so nice here, Debs. It's unusual and full of different kinds of emotions.

Carolyn Devonshire June 15, 2014 at 9:02 PM Dear Deb, Quite sensual and in a very good way. You have a romantic heart, dear. As for Crater Lake: "Fish are not native to the lake. They were introduced in the lake from 1888-1941. Six species were originally stocked, but only two have survived to today: Rainbow Trout and Kokanee Salmon." Guess we won't be fishing there. Love you, Carolyn

Richard Lamoureux June 11, 2014 at 8:10 AM When I listen to the piano I am often overcome with emotion. I enjoyed the imagery of fragility you created with this piece. I felt lifted by the notes this inserted into my being.

Jeremy Street June 9, 2014 at 3:50 PM As If Lying Atop Her Shore A Serene Lullaby Tranquility; Love's Gentle Waves ~ Embracing His Sands In Turmoil Washed Away Whimsical; Notes Tossed About As If Time's Misty, Cool Mystic Breeze ~ Her Mid-Summer's Dream Ivory Keys Pirouettes Tumbling Seas; 'Glass Bells' And She ~ Very Beautiful! ~ Love, Jeremy *