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Free verse № 91411

the wind's last crescendo

by fair12

Member since 2003 · Posted 23 Feb 2004 · 2 comments

summer, and the air was warm like breath in an August bayou rain the front room sterile, but for the music stand, and the notes the wind would carry twelve strings and a rhythm of memories, fading like the last notes of childhood yesterday still lingers softly in the alcove’s of our souls, pulling at our heart’s songs, seeking that child who once learned to sing

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[10] Shuushin 23-Feb-04/6:35 PM Reply
Verry sweeet. Touching without a trace of sappiness - surprised myself at the reaction.

well done.

I'm going to suggest, despite my liking it very much, that you replace "summer" with something more specific (either a particular day or a month). My immediate reaction was "overused word" - but you quickly pulled me into the body to forget.
[8] richa 24-Feb-04/2:19 PM Reply
Has a nice poetic feel, which is not always such a bad thing.

Pleasant, and has a finished feel to it.