Alice rubs her belly
And picks up the violin
The strings are broken
And rest on the bridge
The sound is brittle
Like husks of corn
Cut off at the tip
It is like cats singing
But I do not protest
I like to see her play
I would not like to be the person
Who ruins her fun
Her tiny fingers
Caress the frets
She looks content
Peaceful and happy
I like keeping our world
This way
It feels complete
Not a place to die
But a place to live
She puts down the violin
We will eat cake
And drink sweet tea
Today we made music
Tomorrow we will sing.
The violin "like cats singing" made me smile. How perfectly apt. I LOVE your closing lines! Awesome.
ReplyDeleteA place to live, and to make music and sing, sounds pretty good to me!
ReplyDeleteHow easy it is to picture the scene in this piece Jae. Alice has certainly been a great companion for you over many years!
ReplyDeleteHow lucky you are to have Alice to use in your poetry Jae. She has always been on hand for you to create such picturesque scenes.
ReplyDelete"Today we made music
ReplyDeleteTomorrow we will sing." Terrific line of hope
Ah yes such a hope in this pandemic era. Will get us through.
ReplyDelete"Not a place to die
But a place to live"
Happy Sunday
Much💜love
A great mantra .... today we will make music, tomorrow we sing!
ReplyDeleteA great mantra .... "Today we make music, tomorrow we sing"
ReplyDelete"I would not like to be the person
ReplyDeleteWho ruins her fun"
Those are such sad lines. They let us know that there will be someone who will hurt her, ruin her fun. Spoil her playing music on a broken instrument, and she may never do it again.
Positive poem with lovely images.
ReplyDeletewhat sweet poem, really made me smile. i too enjoyed watching children discover the world, it's a fascinating process, they're not really trying to learn anything, they're just playing, but that's how it's done. loved this poem, well done.
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely ... last two lines are heart-stoppers.
ReplyDelete“Today we made music
ReplyDeleteTomorrow we will sing.”
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