Bowstrings Poems - Poems about Bowstrings

...A cello moans through cedar fog, low notes trembling between her teeth. Amber bowstrings tighten, vibrating against ribs— wood groans beneath the weight of sound. Resin clings to fingertips, d......

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...After your butterfly alighted my dreams, I never forgot your kiss, You became the object of my vespers, The refuge for my injured toiling chest. I await your spectacle, your curtain call. Your......

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...Twas by sunlit lavender fields they met in France, each man with bow and with arrow. On show, skilful eye, for all to place bet with target moving, freely and narrow of size no greater than small......

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...FLOCK OF BOATS Who hasn’t watched boats bobbing in the shallows Restlessly pulling at their slack tethers in the softly breaking waves? They are live things with souls that stretch out to the ......

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...Holding the bow to my violin, But I have no violin. I need to hear the sound of misery, And your heart I have already killed. You're heart played such sweet, narcotic music, It was candy to......

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...Beggar-boy quiet watched eyes lavender blue One look of buried winter songs chiseled at my soul. Tattered earlobe sullen deaf bored with a hole Flash of pride, lightning wells I could not look i......

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