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Ironwood Violin

I saw you with my ears; before my eyes could ever let you in Felt you deep within my heart; before my fingertips could begin Fully lost; I found a new spectacular, hopeful; kind of grin My mind felt piquant; long before my lips ever sensed your soft skin Your laughter; plays song melody, like an Ironwood violin Ignoring my blindness; helped me discover your soul, deep within

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Paige Hind

Date: 8/8/2023 3:44:00 PM

Beautiful work, A.S.! Thanks for your so kind comments on my last work! I am just checking everything now... I love your image of the violin!

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 8/9/2023 6:23:00 AM

Musical notes of a laughter so strong and vibrant! How can I not write about it? Extremely glad you enjoyed this! A.S.

Deb M

Date: 8/4/2023 9:30:00 PM

Hi AS….the same as Martin the intriguing and rather lovely title caught my eye….and your wonderful poem did not disappoint! Just beautiful….Debx

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 8/5/2023 7:13:00 PM

Thank you Deb! I love writing to people even before they realize that they've inspired me. Warmly A.S.

Martin Braun

Date: 7/29/2023 8:04:00 AM

The title caught my attention. It was a pleasant read, but, inspired by Ironwood, I'm still trying to figure out. Bows from ironwood I can understand. Violins are typically made from spruce, willow, maple, ebony, and rosewood. I wonder what Ironwood would produce. It must be very interesting.

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 7/29/2023 8:40:00 AM

Hello Martin, thank you very much for the interest and commentary! My intention with the Ironwood violin was to personify how unbreakable the beauty of her laughter is. In the whole it is about hearing the laughter before ever seening the Muses face. Best regards A.S.