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Soul Absorption

violins explain my life in verse my heart
understands-/ melancholy moods, the softest 
touch-/ visiting moments from my past with
soft caress-/ penetrating me, like blood
coursing through my body-/ freely giving to
every healing vibrato the violin and musician
grant me this evening.

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Nicole Sharon Brown

July 5, 2009 at 8:44 AM

This is beautifully written, I am a lover of the string family!

Laurie Ginn

July 4, 2009 at 2:15 PM

How wonderfully tender and sweet, I can feel this one very deep.

James Peranteau

July 4, 2009 at 9:58 AM

James,..yet another beautiful poem,..I love the classical !,...and for the poet to enhance it,..well, I know you have the same feelings as I !! Bravo again ! james

Daver Austin

July 4, 2009 at 8:18 AM

Sounds like you're violin-sensitive, that is to the special sort of nuance a violin is capable of. A very sensitive poem, heart felt. I retired years ago...wife still plays. Am classical oriented. First chair in minor orchestras. I'm no Josh Bell. Have taught violin in a couple of colleges, played Cincinnati Symphony, Aspen. Good to hear form a violin lover. Regards, daver

Harris Melinda

July 4, 2009 at 3:10 AM

I read this many times, and a new image appeared with each reading. Excellent. TY for the comment on my work M.

Yoni Dvorkis

July 3, 2009 at 9:07 PM

I would think this thought as I sit down and take the violin out of it's case that hasn't been opened in a few years. let all the joyous memories come back to you and the pain of practicing 4 to 5 hours a day (if you studied music performance at achool I guess). then, after your heart went through that mini emotional rollercoaster, you have to pick a piece to play...if I played violin I'd go with something by Paganini.

Carolyn Devonshire

July 3, 2009 at 3:56 PM

Music surely can gift us with healing. Soup violinist Daver Austin would love this poem -- perhaps you should email him and let him know you posted it. This is a brilliant observation on music's amazing power. Love, Carolyn

Heidie Buys

July 3, 2009 at 3:37 PM

Oh so very true, music does wonders for the soul and the heart. Sure like this one very much. Well done. Regards Heidie

Charmaine Chircop

July 3, 2009 at 3:20 PM

recomment--you are welcome ,you are a good friend and i will not forget when my friend;s son God bless his soul needed prayers and you were the first to pray for him,you Caroline,Frank and others--you deserve to be called a good man and good poet --YOUR FRIEND CHARMA:-)

Charmaine Chircop

July 3, 2009 at 2:21 PM

your good heart is like a violin,your verses its melody and your mind the musician playing sweet orchestra penetrating absorbing our souls--a tribute to my good friend jim--;-)bravo maestro--excellent-----------charma