Borrowed sound
Eclipsed in the wake of a memory lost,
Burdened with quiet respite.
In ivory bound
Your fingers have found their freedom at last,
Tethered to light.
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Daily Prompt: Papa Loves Mambo
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vic briggs
A writer adrift
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Thank you for the musical dedication, Kavalkade. Always an interesting interpretation.
beautiful
Thank you, topazo
That’s a really beautiful poem! ‘Your fingers have found freedom at last’ I really love that line, and your image of that piano player is really quite striking, accompanies your poem so well! 🙂
Thank you, Suzy. My poetry is in many ways an attempt to capture an emotion. I often take my inspiration for the technique from painters, especially those who used their brushstrokes to depict light and its changing quality; I try to do the same in verse.
I am running out of superlatives here, Vic and will have to start repeating myself soon 🙂 I hope you are compiling an anthology of your poetry for publication.
I wasn’t familiar with Haenraets’ painting before this – exquisite!!
Like Haenraets, I find impressionism inspiring, even though my medium is verse rather than paint. You are very kind, Lee-Anne and I am certainly grateful that my verse can inspire such a response.
As for publishing my poetry through more traditional means: I would consider it if my poetry finds a welcome receipt amongst those of the establishment (in England at least very few publishers add new names to their lists, and will usually publish established names as a priority). Perhaps I ought to give magazines a try first and see whether my poetry meets with any success there first.
Thank you for your support and encouragement. I am happy to write poetry as an end in itself, but it would be wonderful certainly to reach a broader public. Will look into it.
I’d definitely pursue this Vic, with a big traditional publisher, as while few people these days read it (let alone hold poetry-reading social events under draping trees!) it’s a niche market and there are people who love it (plus it’s still taught in schools :)) And…the most important thing – yours is good enough for publication, having consistent je ne sais quoi. I’d like to teach it as I know many adolescents would relate to the anguish of raw young love. Your inclusion of gorgeous sensory imagery and other poetic techniques would make it a dream. 🙂
Have you compiled an anthology – even a virtual one?
I’m afraid I haven’t compiled an anthology as yet. To be quite honest I haven’t considered it until you mentioned it. I have been focusing on polishing up my novel ready for submission and writing poetry… I often felt that I was writing it for myself even when sharing.
Once again, thank you Lee-Anne. I will look into what are the best means available to me in the UK and will certainly keep you informed of any developments.
So beautiful! just….lovely
Thank you. Late nights do gift us light at times 🙂
Brilliant and every other word that is like brilliant.
You made me think of a field of diamonds, sparkling under the morning sun, or perhaps under the lemon hues of a setting sun – as the case may be.
Setting sun 🙂 I hate mornings lol
Will keep that in mind 🙂
😀
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“Your fingers have found their freedom at last,
Tethered to light.”
I must agree with SuzyHazelwood.
I love these words.
Tethered to light… I do love that painting. Is that not what all painters try to do? Capture the light? And perhaps we all – unknowingly – attempt the same. Thank you, Lance.