- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Terzanelle at 4 a.m.
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Click hereBeethoven’s Violin Concerto proceeds
like clockwork, movements trill and roll
in artifice. Nothing’s unkempt, nothing bleeds
that doesn’t feel, that lives without a soul.
Is beauty made more beautiful by pain
like clockwork movements trill and roll?
It’s simpler not to feel when you remain,
when someone else moves on, the world
is beauty, made more beautiful by pain
experienced, not held too tight, not curled
within the palm of night always mourning.
When someone else moves on the world
continues, always something new aborning.
Time rolls on, a symphony bypassing death
within the palm of night always mourning.
Time rolls on, a symphony bypassing death.
Faces come and go. You barely catch your breath.
Beethoven’s Violin Concerto proceeds
in artifice. Nothing’s unkempt, nothing bleeds.
- COMMENTS
VareseNocturnover 12 years agoAnother well balanced terza rima, quatrain is gorgeous
bluerainsalmost 20 years agosad is our comfort zone....I have found in past...a very soulful pen...far reaching ...am feeling the words of this...thanks...bluerain
Anonymousalmost 20 years agoget bored in reading your poetry.. maybe put me to sleep, but not bored ;) Fab Ange, simply fab.
jthserraalmost 20 years agothe cello by moonlight. The rolling repetition of powerful lines accentuate the lingering sadness, as memories roll past in the ache of morning. These words form a powerful tribute, one that is felt beyond your page or this computer screen. I think another feels it too.
jim : )
