Long Fortissimo Poems

This Citizen Banker 
     safely in his compound doth attest,
sans donning his typical 
     gabbling and trumpeting ways, 
     while legally tendered, 
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No, you’re brain does not have a viral inflection                          ...

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Never trust a woman with a stick
Allegros slow    Andantes quick

It starts when Passionata comes on stage
Hips controlled    feet detache    dress in style
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“A maestro is like a candle. It consumes itself to light the way for others.”- 
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Geraldine and Lampert, frogs
Rendez-vous'd at dawn, in swamp
Bathing in the warming current
They concur: We must tell stories!

To themselves: ("I'll make one up!")

Geraldine found first a bonmot:
"Last rehearsal, my dear Lampert
Scaled in volume, fortissimo!,
I achieved the...

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"It happened at dusk, on the eve of my bed
a series of symphonies out of my head
Whistles and pattering, octaves outstretched
Violins wailing and tubas distressed
Starlight shone into my window in white
heaving my breath with this...

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Voice of the Storm

My grandmother said, “Be still. God’s speaking through the storm,”
as she went throughout to see if lights or TV was on.

The white glare was clue to how fortissimo he will speak.
Atomic flash...

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The Tiny Seed Opened


Deep the ponderous silent beginning
Rumbled its struggle to
And break open once upon its lilting

And thought
It lifted high some resounding
Gathered itself by pulse climactic
Loosening
The swollen burst of its making

And deeper driven the slow...

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I thought at the time
It was something by Debussy
And every day the same tune
Those same troubled places
DAY AFTER DAY!

After a few weeks it was almost maddening
The easy first twenty measures or so went swimmingly
But then…..
But...

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The last note lingered,

Creating suspense.

Leaping the top line,

As one would a fence.

Our song started softly,

Safe and warm.

Then built up dramatically,

Like the midst of a storm.

And now as we wait anxiously,

Watching the keys

Of a big dark...

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It originates with a blank canvas.
White. 
Eerie silence like snow drifting
A fermata.
Silence is music too.

Then a sonata of yellow breaks the spell.
The arpeggio of a laugh
The trill of the buttery sun shinning through a canopy...

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Dazzling twilight
Sparkling starlight
Ocher lights all around
Heavens are chanting
Nature is prancing
Anticipating concerto sounds
Zephyr tantalizing
Music harmonizing
Grand flora sway lofty in a row
Nightingale ready
Standing steady
Awaiting her cue from the Maestro
Gesture is given
Moment for singing
She shares an inspirational serenade...

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Dazzling twilight
Sparkling starlight
Ocher lights all around
Heavens are chanting
Nature is prancing
Anticipating concerto sounds
Zephyr tantalizing
Music harmonizing
Grand flora sway lofty in a row
Nightingale ready
Standing steady
Awaiting her cue from the Maestro
Gesture is given
Moment for singing
She shares an inspirational serenade...

Read More