Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Sevenling: Music


summer sun dappled over the bowl of pears, 
while champagne glasses begged to be filled with laughter, 
as his fingers flew over piano keys - crescendo, sharp, diminuendo-

she didn't believed in palm reading (including tarot cards),   
destiny carved by family genes (even if they are colorful),
nor travelling alone (she loves noisy company)- 

but when his heart gave way, suddenly, music bubbled flat




Paining by Claudia Schonfeld, used with permission



Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - 5th anniversary celebration.   Please check out Claudia's interview and our poetry prompt is sevenling poem about music.   

My poem is based on my high school classmate's hubby who suddenly died of his first heart attack this past week.   It was traumatic as it was unexpected.

Thanks for joining us at our week long anniversary celebration (July 18-22).   

23 comments:

  1. no matter how much we say we we are not for certain things...when the unexpected takes us...like the death of a loved one....we may not have a choice...i feel for her..she will have to figure out the music now on her own so that she can have a life that is left to live...

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  2. ha - noisy company is the best - love the image you paint in the first three lines - def. makes me hear the music..

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  3. Oh the tragedy... maybe those genes should have been trusted, and some precautions taken... alas you never know until the music dims... so well done.

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  4. I've been playing it flat of late as well. I need to jazz it up out here. Music usually uplift me. Anything else is counter-productive! Love your sevenling, Grace!

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  5. Oh -- loud sigh at last line. Too close to home. Lost the love of my life for six minutes - no life signs - almost three years ago....he is a walking miracle and the music still fills our lives. This is beautifully written.

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  6. loved the last line... so pretty

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  7. Sigh.. this is so beautiful and so tragic both at the same time.
    Love the tone and images especially "summer sun dappled over the bowl of pears"

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  8. I'd like to get some of glasses filled with laughter. Dying young sucks, makes us confused. A child dying is the worst, but then so is putting down the 14 year old family dog while holding her in your arms. Good spectrum of emotion & movement in this 7 lines.

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  9. Oh geez--that last line is like a cymbal crashing. The lady who just did my hair lost her husband suddenly a few weeks ago. I guess this is the day to think about that.

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  10. I love the way you got the pears and glasses in; the subtle change from the lightheartedness of the first tercet to the more serious second; and then the sad note of the final line. Beautifully done, Grace.

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  11. Beautiful - yet so sad when I read your dedication. I am sorry.

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  12. You are such an incredible poet, Grace.

    (You have a typo in the second stanza. "Believed" should be "believe.")

    "she loves noisy company" ... This is my favorite. :)

    I read it as if his heart giving way means that he has fallen in love with her and the music falls flat because his hands can't pay proper attention to the keys, being that he just wants to touch her. (That was before reading your explanation, of course.)

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  13. Hard indeed, as the music ends for one but the other has to figure out how to carry on.

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  14. Sorry for your friend's loss so suddenly. Beautiful tribute.

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  15. Well done, Grace...a perfect example of life's ups and downs and many that come unexpectedly. So sorry for your friend's shocking loss.

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  16. I would love me a champagne glass filled with laughter, please fill mine to the rim Grace.

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  17. sunny warmth,laughter and music dramatically change into a void...the flat bubble's image is so poignant...beautifully done Grace...

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  18. How many ways there are for the heart to give way...

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  19. Wow you certainly lulled us into a false sense of comfort there, and then bam! I understood why when I read your explanations. Darn! Life can be so unexpected and cruel at times.

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  20. Oh, my condolences to you and your friend. What a touching and artful tribute to their love.

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  21. How soon the sparkle can leave that glass, leave it empty. Sad.

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  22. I am so sorry for your loss, and the shock and heartache that your friend must be going through. Life is so fragile. I find the first line of your poem to be so vivid and comforting..like the calm before the storm.

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  23. The serious tone of the last line pose a stark contrast to the carefree atmosphere of the first two, underscoring the change that happens when tragedy occurs.

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