Our Music Poem by Sandra Feldman

Our Music



The music of language,
Lives in poetry,
You have to hear it,
You have to feel it,
In your heart so tenderly,
Where it will stay forever,
In beauty and purity,
Softly singing,
Its immortal melody.

Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired by and for poet Eugene Levich.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eugene Levich 25 November 2015

The finest poetry touches the heart... and this one certainly does.

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Amitava Sur 24 November 2015

Very rightly as you said, it completely depends upon as how you perceived it with realization. Thank you Sandra.

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Pamela Sinicrope 19 November 2015

This is a beautifully penned poem Sandra. The lines flowed like a musical phrase. Also, the simile works for me... I see, feel, and hear music everywhere. Thanks! :)

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Shakil Ahmed 18 November 2015

i do agree with you that music of language lives in poetry it is our task to find out the music and enjoy it, well composed poem, thanks for sharing

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Sandra Feldman 18 November 2015

Thanks so much for reading and for your kind opinion.

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