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Her golden rays have my attention bound.
When on the breeze I hear the sound,
Of the fiddler’s music.

The tune he plays is mellow and compelling
When heard brings my emotions swelling.
T ‘is a song I sang once to a lover
To whom I promised my heart forever.

But tonight I imagine this musician
Playing his music with reverent passion
His love of expression and performance,
Drives him, strives him to artistic perfection.

He plays throughout the evenings
I feel the music soothe my feelings
The melodies he plays have been our anthems
The vision splendid when I feel the passion.

The sweat flows from his temple
Calloused fingers caress the fiddle
His bow moves back-and-forth-in-rhythm
Swathing himself in the music’s vision.

His face portrays immense intensity
Showing his love for this ability
This person with his inspiring gift
Gives me a lifeline, to peaceful bliss.
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Visions on the Wind

Contributed by twinkletoes on Monday, 22nd March 2004 @ 12:55:01 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

It’s afternoon the suns gone down
Her golden rays have my attention bound.
When on the breeze I hear the sound,
Of the fiddler’s music.

The tune he plays is mellow and compelling
When heard brings my emotions swelling.
T ‘is a song I sang once to a lover
To whom I promised my heart forever.

But tonight I imagine this musician
Playing his music with reverent passion
His love of expression and performance,
Drives him, strives him to artistic perfection.

He plays throughout the evenings
I feel the music soothe my feelings
The melodies he plays have been our anthems
The vision splendid when I feel the passion.

The sweat flows from his temple
Calloused fingers caress the fiddle
His bow moves back-and-forth-in-rhythm
Swathing himself in the music’s vision.

His face portrays immense intensity
Showing his love for this ability
This person with his inspiring gift
Gives me a lifeline, to peaceful bliss.

Copyright Â© twinkletoes ... [ 2004-03-22 00:55:01]
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Re: Visions on the Wind (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 22nd March 2004 @ 02:30:25 AM AEST
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Good visuals this reminded me of when i read captain corelli's mandolin, how his music inspired and lifted people jolly good write old chap!

wildejohnny

Re: Visions on the Wind (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Monday, 22nd March 2004 @ 03:05:38 AM AEST
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"The sweat flows from his temple Calloused fingers caress the fiddle His bow moves back-and-forth-in-rhythm Swathing himself in the music’s vision".. beautiful description..very picturesque.. venkat

Re: Visions on the Wind (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 22nd March 2004 @ 02:40:20 PM AEST
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tt, this is splendid. Music truly can soothe a savage beast. It is the universal language. I think this is one of your best pieces.

Rita

Re: Visions on the Wind (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Monday, 22nd March 2004 @ 07:07:08 PM AEST
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vivid images and simply beautiful! i think i imagine hearing this song too, music captivates me, as does your poetry:) hugs n' love nessa

Re: Visions on the Wind (User Rating: 1 )
by Avarice_Riot on Tuesday, 23rd March 2004 @ 01:25:06 AM AEST
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That was beautiful....there's a sense of gloriousness and the magic of music prevalent throughout the poem. I want to waltz now.

Re: Visions on the Wind (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 28th March 2004 @ 01:42:00 PM AEST
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Beautiful, real attention given to detail.
I could almost smell the air

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