On full swell and with abundant stops out
you ensnared me in your fortissimo
with the ebullience of a maestro
who has not a semi-quaver of doubt.
*
You knew a moderate tune would bore me
when I required my body and spirit
to augment into a frenetic fit
of diatonic notes exempt from key.
*
I watched your broad hands plough the ivory
and sow seeds of possession in each note,
the linen wings of your surplice afloat
as you caroused in tonal rivalry.
*
Leaning to turn pages, I felt your breath
tease my ear in a capriccio dare
and smelled wood-smoke and incense in your hair
so I ached somewhere between life and death.
*
As an infinite note trapped between staves,
I became a part of your concerto
oft played presto and seldom larghetto
in a passion of agitato waves.
***
(c)Sarah Potter, 1994
Dedicated to my musician husband,Victor, with love xxxx
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What a lovely and exciting poem
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Thank you, Sue 🙂
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Thank you for the poem. I love music based writing. Thank you for the help and encouragement with my Frozen Piano too. xxx
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This is really great. And what a gift to your husband!
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Thanks, Naomi. I’m glad you liked it. My husband is normally not in the least romantic, but this particular poem prompted him to pen something romantic in reply. He even refuses to engage with romantic interpretations of music that he believes should be played with fire and gusto – hence the inspiration for my poem.
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Maestro, you penned an amazing work of love. Love that final stanza. It was perfect. I will take you up on your challenge. Great always talking with you.
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Having retrieved your comment of 4 days ago from my spam, I’m so thrilled that you liked my poem, being such a great poet yourself. Thank you, so much, for your kind feedback 🙂
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Thank you for posting inspiring work. Always a pleasure to read.
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