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Until the drought of '88 Euphonic sounds adorned his walls, as he, his wife, and daughter ate and laughter tripped through carefree halls. His wife caressed the ivoried keys until the drought of '88, their daughter sang with youthful ease; each day a gift to celebrate. That baby grand now bears the weight of dust and silenced dreams once dreamed. Until the drought of '88, how strange such silence would have seemed. Alas, a drunk behind the wheel cut short his life at 28. Unsullied joy was ours to feel until the drought of '88. In fond memory of my cousin Brian, killed by a drunk driver.

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Date: 8/13/2020 4:24:00 PM
wow, really great sonnet writing on this tragedy. Can't believe I ever missed this one. I thought it was an actual drought but it was metaphorical unless there was also a drought that year as well? Which would really give it impact too!! GREAT JOB Might as well fave this one too!
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John Watt
Date: 8/13/2020 5:16:00 PM
Yes, metaphorical. It was for a Joseph May contest with that picture as a prompt. Thanks for the fav!
Date: 8/13/2020 4:24:00 PM
and I just realized it was not even a sonnet. But had that great iambic meter
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Date: 8/13/2020 5:15:00 PM
Thanks, Andrea. This was my first attempt at a Quatern.
Date: 2/16/2020 2:38:00 PM
John, I love the way you create the history of this piano. The man's daughter was singing as his wife was playing. You give this image so vividly to readers. Outstanding poetry! Congrats on your win.
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John Watt
Date: 2/17/2020 2:57:00 AM
Always nice to hear from you, Carolyn. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment with such kindness. Warm regards ~ John
Date: 2/16/2020 6:34:00 AM
A beautifully written sad poem, John. Congrats on your placement. John
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John Watt
Date: 2/17/2020 2:55:00 AM
I appreciate the read and the kind words, John.
Date: 2/16/2020 6:06:00 AM
Great tribute and great win.. Congrats..
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John Watt
Date: 2/17/2020 2:55:00 AM
Thank you very kindly, Jenish.
Date: 2/15/2020 1:22:00 PM
Heartwarming tribute, John. Congrats on your win.
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John Watt
Date: 2/15/2020 1:57:00 PM
Thank you, Line. I always appreciate your kind words ~ John
Date: 2/15/2020 12:47:00 PM
Beautiful tribute John, Congrats on your win
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John Watt
Date: 2/15/2020 1:54:00 PM
Joseph, thank you kindly for hosting this contest and for the generous ranking. I shall look forward to your next contest. Cheers ~ John
Date: 2/15/2020 9:16:00 AM
Hi John. Congratulations on placing in Joseph’s contest. This is one of my favourites. I think the refrain and theme you chose work beautifully with the form. The repetition of this horrible cut off point really brings it home. Congrats.
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John Watt
Date: 2/15/2020 1:52:00 PM
Nina, sincere thanks for the read and lovely comment. I've just recently put more thought into writing about the sadder events in my history. This one took me way back. Hugs ~ John
Date: 1/31/2020 4:24:00 AM
An emotional thunderous tribute to a friend that left because of human indifference! Wonderful verses expressing nostalgia and grief dear, John.
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John Watt
Date: 1/31/2020 1:01:00 PM
Thank you my friend. Is not our grief diffused just a bit when we can put it into words? I'm grateful for friends like you allowing me to do so ~ John