AT THE CONCERT
The audience waited
wide eyed expectant
their dreams expectations
like shadows on bookshelves
woven and plaited
in gentle transition
the music began.
The audience beguiled
at the turning of pages
of each scripted movement
the strings gentle playing
entwined with emotion
and shadows of passion
the music played on.
Michael Edwards © April 2017
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- Comment from author about the poem: More serious today plus another abstract.
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May the music always be there in our lives.
I listen in the car, I listen whilst painting - yes always there.
I am the same, I am listening now as I write.
Like your paintings the words of this poem make music to those who love beauty - a lovely posting Michael.
Thank you Fay
A fine write and painting.
Abstract ? I see none in either the painting or poem . Words make music in our head's and paintings decorate the walls of our hearts . And all the arts are a Symphony .
Indeed they are - thanks S
YOUR ABSTRACT MICHAEL ~ is very Kadinsky ~ very rhythmic and musical ! A live Classical Music Concert is the closest we ever get to "Heaven on Earth". Some of my extended Family are Music Teachers and it should be a compulsory subjects up to 16 ~ it is very important to Community adhesion. Scrap TRIDENT and channel the money into Education and the NHS ! BRIAN
With you all the way Brian
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