Sonya Florentino

# # # The Concert (Senyru Collection)

the song in his head
will not stop playing until
he puts them to rest

the orchestra waits
his baton cuts the silence
music fills the air

he played the guitar
with such dexterous fingers
she could not escape

they met through music
immediately struck a chord
and found harmony

sometimes it happens
the right note at the right time
music and magic

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 18, 2010

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Comments about # # # The Concert (Senyru Collection) by Sonya Florentino

  • Sandra Fowler (6/8/2010 9:00:00 PM)

    Great atmosphere in this collection. Beautiful pennings.
    May the music never end.



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  • Milena Veleva (5/18/2010 1:24:00 PM)

    'Sometimes this happens....'
    And this time it has happened, Sonya. Nice pieces of poetry.

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