Debbie Guzzi Poet Free verse

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The Score

The key to feeling loved—attention
sharped or flatted drilled or bored, 
love demands attention that’s the score—

marry the compound emotions of gist and jest, 
sing the song of sorrow serene:
lay lie Ophelia on the waves of death
but grab the stage please.

Separated, longing, faceless, safety falsely felt
instruments of creation writhe in amour
lipping candied words across a span of white
following the cursor through the long night
a bouncing ball while music
plays, lovers seek delight.

Age, an unseen pain does not betray the seeking heart
wrinkled countenance 	denied by purloined words,
heat 	self-fingered  brings release percussed by tapping
indexes, moans cascade to vibrato trills	alone 

Attention to the tale, the changing platform of the frame
love unknown, unfounded, forms within the detail of the page.


Contest: The Pain of Night

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Cyndi Macmillan April 9, 2015 at 9:16 AM Why you naughty naughty girl. LOL.... wonderful words and all those layers that for me ARE poetry. It is a difficult thing to add only a touch of ambiguity ... to make one think for just a minute, and then to allow the reader in on the secrets a good poet just barely hides. You're a pro. Rest up. Play here. Enter a few more contest. And then (Dee ducks!) work on your NEXT BOOK! YOU ARE NOT DONE! LOL... you're just getting started (Dee does more than duck. Dee dives behind the couch :) )

Funom Makama April 4, 2015 at 8:16 AM A very very beautiful poem. Definitely a 7!

Jiril Clemons March 21, 2015 at 7:16 PM Took me a second to grasp this amazing poem, Debbie. Great metaphoric freedom in this piece. The honest emotions could be felt indeed. Great poem overall. Check out some of my poems, might find some you like. Peace.

Susan Gwynne-Galfe March 10, 2015 at 5:07 AM Love it! Very sexy writing~ Not being weird lol! But it has a erotic melody in it. Thank you for sharing such great talent!

Richard Lamoureux March 9, 2015 at 6:37 PM I wanted to give this a second read. Yep, still pretty amazing!

Emile Pinet March 9, 2015 at 11:00 AM You have a quick wit and an enviable imagination. Well done. Emile. #7

Tim Ryerson March 9, 2015 at 4:50 AM Well cher, From your photos, I cannot detect any 'wrinkled countenance', but I DO detect a winner when I see one... 'instruments of creation writhe in amour, lipping candied words across a span of white' WOW...

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders March 9, 2015 at 12:57 AM This temporary feeling of love across a screen is fleeting at best...loneliness is the true pain of night...yes, this one will be hard to beat...to answer your question, between the migraines and the kids, I've only had time to write for fun, but I still have the info you gave me, not giving up...thanks for the encouragement...hugs, Rhonda

James Marshall Goff March 8, 2015 at 10:11 PM A tenderness lies beneath these sweet lines

Cherl Dunn March 8, 2015 at 5:32 PM Dear Debbie Thanks for your wonderful comments I appreciate them very much, take care and thank you for your appreciative remarks, cheri

Cherl Dunn March 8, 2015 at 11:37 AM Great Pic Dearest Debbie, love your verse of honesty and true here friend it will be a great contest entry to beat, I'll cross my fingers and toes for you, lady, I'm glad you like my jelly beans and peeps write they were alot of fun to write, I'm going for humor alot these dark days of winter trying to cheer up until spring finally comes, lol by the way if you like chocolate check out my latest posting, it's dedicated to skat and poet destroyer, cheri

Paul Callus March 8, 2015 at 6:39 AM You know the score, Debbie! Life evolves in stages, so does love. Euphemisms! Yes, a very real one in 4th stanza....ably expressed with dignity. #7 Have a nice day! // paul

Matthew Anish March 7, 2015 at 4:50 PM Good luck in the contest. Too bad they don't have the soup contest anymore. I recently sent out an entry to a poetry contest which pays off in baseball cards(!!)|Peace and Love Matthew Anish

Kp Nunez March 6, 2015 at 9:36 PM Wow, with each day I visit Soup, I learn a thing or two. Today, it's delicate poesia contralto, I discern a secret smile from you...I'm afraid I have a long way to go...Love your piece 7x, Debbie. :) Kim

Richard Lamoureux March 6, 2015 at 9:10 AM Now this is impressive writing! Subtle and impactful.

Constance La France March 6, 2015 at 7:34 AM Debbie, your poem is wonderful, full of deep emotion, good use of words and lines to create a feeling, best of luck and thank you for visiting my poem today, and for the information on the melancholy site, I am not sure about publishing my poetry, my poems are so personal, they are about me, my losses and my life's sorrow, does that make any sense . . .

David Meade March 5, 2015 at 10:21 PM The creation of the story . . . of love, adventure, ecstasy . . . it does bring joy but quickly fades . . . and our old friend smiles from the screen. . . I'm back. Love your words . . . much love and light dear Debbie

Steven Hanlon March 5, 2015 at 8:18 PM very good poem deb, great use of alliteration, you show a deep understanding of the opera that is life