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Requiem of the Storm

The piano tune descends, Increasing the sound of the wind. Fierce gusts intertwine, With the crows raucous fugue. The intense melody sustains, As melancholic winds rage: In the strong wind's dirge. The bench overturns, As music sheets scatter. A mass of wind reverberates, In the sonata of the breeze.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 10/31/2009 8:14:00 AM
Terrific verse Raul >> James
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Date: 10/24/2009 1:35:00 AM
Very nicely written. Here's the proof, nature is music....Keep writing...Gert
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Date: 10/22/2009 8:06:00 AM
I love the woven texture of music and nature in this unique poem .... there is such a connection between the two. Wonderful! ~ Love Carrie
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Date: 10/22/2009 5:41:00 AM
Sweet stuff about sweet music, Raul. I bet there's not a poet anywhere who does not also love to listen to (or play) music - Tim
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Date: 10/22/2009 4:12:00 AM
Love the Sonata of the Breeze. Keep writing. Sara
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Date: 10/22/2009 4:03:00 AM
I love the tune of the piano Raul,its so romantic.. sweet melodies.a breeze then wind increases the melody in rage..this is so me:)im smiling reading it..and the end the sonata of the breeze..i am like this piano playing melody in the wind,up down.,angry calm,sad then happy..another Fav.. excellent--Charma
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