Long Stradivarius Poems

**Trigger Warning**



"I Knew Anne Silently - My Ravenous Poe" 

I knew Anne.
you’d think 
with a name like hers
she’d be able to find her way 
out of unchartered waters.

it didn’t come as a suprise, 
then, on...

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She was a grand piano: grand in structure, grand in beauty, grand in quality 
of sound. She had captured the heart of every pianist who had come to play in 
the great hall. Once they...

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She was a grand piano: grand in structure, grand in beauty, grand in quality 
of sound. She had captured the heart of every pianist who had come to play in 
the great hall. Once they...

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Standing all alone in the woods;
eyes shut, I feel the lilting light.
Sun dodges needles through the crown,
beams land on my skin softly so.
Brisk breezes quicken and rustle.
Bristlecone pines ever sway slowly,
while pockets of air blush...

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"Baroque Spring"


Viewed externally
I am the Winter House
Internally I am too too much 
I am eternal Baroque Spring

He watches his 
mirror twin 
and assigns fatal love
to the mind swing

pushing away feelings
logic surely is the burning
answer to...

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FULL HOUSE

“Full house,”   she said     “Every seat’s taken
There’s an excitement out there!” she said
All he saw was the empty stage
         ...

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Wistful Accursed Penniless Fate...God Dime Mitt!
(neither defamation, nor blasphemy meant, sans Title)

Despite ingestion of
     anti anxiety medications
     ferocious hellish onslaught
     pummels me aback
finds...

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"Heeling Mephistopheles" 

murdering crows
flies in on the bow 
of a Stradivarius 

strange webs cleared
from the mind of 
Machiavellian insolence 

insisting life written 
by dancing fingers
pressing monochrome

due diligence for justice
wrapped in blankets of 
cloudy deliverance

tack a...

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Swarm of lizards on a pizza hut rally. Will make no sense if you dilly and dally. Procrastination is of no better destination than an angled cube on orifice walk. Hear no talk then. Good
a...

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THE FIDDLER AND THE FROG

A lady frog lived in a pond, though she didn’t live there by choice.
For, unlike most of her species, she had a beautiful voice.
And one day, as she practised, singing notes...

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Navigating the broken wind
A monarch dips southward, 
Crossing the wasted field, 
Drifting past the rustic ruins
Of a deserted farmhouse.
The early afternoon breeze 
Plays the antique structure
Like a Stradivarius, 
Riddled and seasoned
By the Master himself.

A pale...

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I am to him a Stradivarius, a treasured violin
His bow expertly caresses my supple strings
My body moans when tucked beneath his chin
Revving to his rhythmic pulse, my heart sings

I am the delicate ivory he strokes...

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violín y piano

stirring trembling insanity on the 
sprung floor, the leaps that lead to
balancing feats that no one can top---
she takes her time leaving 
flawless & sculpted in her leotard
making her way home to shower...

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The Stradivarius

(A rare violin)

The Stradivarius lay still, waiting for a master's skill
The silent bow with deep yearnings,
for a master's touch upon its strings.
Across the case a price was laid,
that the auctioneer had displayed.
The sale began,...

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I rest my chin upon her , I caress her neck
She responds with the music of the ages
Silky hair rubs across the smoothness of her belly
Her melodious voice Heard soaring in the wind
We are one...

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Pink dawn-will reward with a smile. 
The fog creeps-a pocket of cheerfulness . 
Frost on the cheeks-youth balm , 
A hot summer day will set you up for a romance. 

You walk along the Avenue,...

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S - she played like an accomplished musician		
T - throughout the whole of the audition 				
R - receiving a standing ovation after an 			
A – awe inspiring performance that		
D - delighted all, audience and judges...

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           Ever his little girl ...
               She knew her daddy, suitably
...

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The days just seem to be whizzing by
In a month I'll be seventy-eight
Seems like just a few years have passed
Since going on my very first date

Exciting days of discovering new things
The world was shiny and...

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Lifting the Veil

You see, Mr Bilton, Sir
This trumpet that you gave me
Fails my musical sense to stir
A guitar would surely save me

A guitar is all I yearn
Should I whinge and whine and wail
Or will His...

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There’s fire in the way your eyes do smolder
with lust your gaze caresses every curve
of my body making you grow bolder
to trill and pluck and tingle every nerve.

Arousing touch awakens my desire
as waves of passion...

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The days just seem to be whizzing by
Much faster than usual of late
Seems like just a few years have passed
Since going on my very first date

Exciting days of discovering new things
The world was shiny and...

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The days just seem to be whizzing by
Much faster than usual of late
Seems like just a few years have passed
Since going on my very first date

Exciting days of discovering new things
The world was shiny and...

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eh1m3vCCGdA

Black Princess of the night chin strapped to her violin 
she plays the notes from her memorable heart of blue 
while the moon in her sorrow spills light upon the Quin,  
she plays on,...

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Precarious Playing Her Stradivarius 

She is in a position which was precarious
While fiddling on her fine Stradivarius
Marvelous sounds from it would emulate
To hear her again have hated to hesitate.

Crossed a bridge running over a creek
Much...

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