Long Flautist Poems

No roof no mood flat affect
Glances empty no space for sorrow
Small rucksack to collect  
No tears to borrow

A sloppy flute
A black and white photo
Of a young boy now mute 
Carpe Diem his motto

Dreamy alone...

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// This is my tribute to the many blessings that music brings to our
lives. I know many of you share this enthusiasm and gratitude. //

Appreciating an amazing artform: allegro, andante, or adagio -
Bach, Beethoven, Brahms:...

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FROM SUNSET TO SUNRISE

Her clinging mermaid-figure, auburn hair - french braid-chaste.
Pearl’s arms circumnavigate his nautical-neck. Strong arms gird her waist.
His hands, like the current, draw her in. She inhales with fingers laced.
Like the sublime shoreline,...

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SYMPHONY ORCHESTRA

There’s a player up there
                          stomach resting on his...

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There’s a player up there
                          stomach resting on his chair
...

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The wooden floor creaked as I lay on it.
My eyes narrowed, slowly, into slits
As I stared at the half-drawn blinds,
As my limbs, lazily
Throbbed with dull persistency
After the long,
Enervating bus journey.


Not much had changed over the...

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Chasing fairytales all her life
Searching desperately for love
Leaving no stone unturned
Sweet naivety
Believing an illusion
Swallowing his deception
Her ears crave his enchanting lies
So she remains his flautist
Eager to play his melody for a lifetime

Rigid iceberg dismantled her...

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When I dream of sun graciously leaving the scene,
I could feel how crueler in these-days he has been;
Hasn't the dear summer said his grin-filled goodbye?
Why, then, is the naughty sun still high in the sky...?...

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INSTRUMENTAL INFATURATION

The piano man stopped playing when you walked in
And that’s when I heard the brass begin
The flautist was taken aback by your grin
And then I heard the voice of a violin

The drummer stumbled over...

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INSTRUMENTAL INFATURATION

The piano man stopped playing when you walked in
And that’s when I heard the brass begin
The flautist was taken aback by your grin
And then I heard the voice of a violin

The drummer stumbled over...

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INSTRUMENTAL INFATURATION

The piano man stopped playing when you walked in
And that’s when I heard the brass begin
The flautist was taken aback by your grin
And then I heard the voice of a violin

The drummer stumbled over...

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THE FLAUTIST  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

       
 THE FLAUTIST fluently flaunted her flute- Music flew faultlessly through the airwaves, flying fluidly above the noise of the blustering city  ...

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APPASSIONATO

He made overtures to her,
With the time-honoured chat-up line,
“We could make sweet music together;
I want to make you mine.”

She conducted herself quite cautiously;
Remained composed and calm.
A duet might be pleasant;
And he certainly had charm.

But she...

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sound cuts 
through the midsummer air
like a sharp knife 
    cutting a cucumber
the chanting begins 
     Sitting here on 
the Lower East Side 
  I listen to...

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Concerto
awaits foreplay.
flautist
softens his lips.
silent soloist
resists tryst.
Beckon’d
beast, baroque,                     opens
       ...

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The self of the world incarnates
   held by her flautist  charms,
gripped by the heels, slapped on the feet
   wrapped in a mother’s arms ;

now ‘ other ‘d , non existential...

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