Listening To Your Favourite Piece Of Music (For Francesca) Comments

Reading to your 'Listening to your favourite Piece of Music' it becomes one of my favourite pieces of poetry...I like these lines: 'before the movement ends / footsteps in the silence of my memory'

Stunning piece of poetry, hearbreakingly good, I can understand all of the comments below, my feelings mirror theirs... Wonderful work. HG: -) xx

The love of beauty and the beauty of love...are so intertwined in this work that it leaves me breathless, and the love of your poetry and the poetry of love are perfect.

My God this almost broke my heart. I was so moved and so surprised by the turn of the poem and where I found myself which made it hit me all the harder. I just wasn't expecting what happened to happen. And yet it is so beautiful! It touched me so much...so much...I can't tell you. You hold the memory of the person so tenderly in your mind and the blossoming into words is just so so beautiful yet so so sad! Oh my heart...! love GinaXXX

Hauntingly beautiful Donall - I'm keeping this one... Justine x

Oh this is oh so...beautiful! It goes right to my heart. This is the second day in a row now that I have had to stop commenting because you have made me so sad...with...the beauty of the sadness and the beauty of how you have said it. God this hurts so much and it just crept up on me. I just didn't expect it. And indeed that 'leaves section' is just wonderful to behold with the senses driven to hold the possible meanings...wonderful wonderful telling! But my God...the sadness of it...the sadness of it. I can hardly bear it. You have hurt me with the beauty of its sadness. I can't live with it but I also couldn't live without it. I cry! Dee Dee

you leave leaves (fluttering against the windowpane) . I feel you leave leave before the movement ends leaves me in poetic delirium.. excellent stuff mastert command stylistic..

Pace and spacing control the flow of this work, captures the reader with the soft flow of musical images, and then...shock. But a bittersweet/sweet shock that only adds additional lovliness to this poem. Absolutely grand and great, Donall! xxElysabeth