The hero struts on stage with a swagger,
This handsome, charming man opens his mouth
And a sound of such indomitable beauty
Fills the house and my mind.
I am transported into the world of opera,
All other thoughts disappear,
As the music permeates my body and soul.
The heroine appears and a sound of such power
Amazes me as it is done with no effort.
How can they do this, produce this music,
So powerful, so beautiful and so fulfilling to me.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 9th, 2024 01:11
- Comment from author about the poem: Music in its many forms is a highlight in my life.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments6
Erm, different to when a politician opens their mouth (line 2)!
So true Orchi.
Andy
An essence of opera, you have created there, Andy. Too rich for regular consumption (my consumption) but as an occasional treat.....
So kind Dave. As you know I enjoy so many types of music and opera is certainly one of tghem.
Andy
I always cry when I see opera, beautiful dear Andy. 🌹
In the final scene of Rigoletto I am always in tears.
Andy
https://youtu.be/RdqAfXZyQ-Q?si=fCplwj_foDJPp8tE
Most do not appreciate the years of training along with the talent that goes to being an opera singer where no microphone is used to project the sound and such rich tones produced. A most beautiful write my friend.
Very true and so kind soren, thank you.
Andy
Completely agree with the sentiment. A fine write.
Thanks Tom, much appreciated.
Andy
Awesome poem
My friend!! 👍
I can understand
Your love for
the Opera,
the songs,
the sounds, it's
beauty.. 🎵🎶🎶🎶
Best regards. Thad
Thank you Thad, opera can be divine.
Andy
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