Sunday, May 18, 2008

The Flute Comments

Rating: 5.0

You! Daughter of Hollowness,
Born of bamboo tree,
Sing songs of happiness,
Keep me melancholy free.
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C. P. Sharma
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Rachel Butler 30 October 2009

'Play on, play on, to you salute, You become my lyre and lute' Rachel Ann Butler

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Ashraful Musaddeq 11 June 2009

Excellent lyrical poem with spiritual essence.

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Sandra Fowler 11 September 2008

A magical lyric. I can hear the flute playing through each line and stanza of this appealing piece. Music is the very soul of poetry. May the song never end. As always, Sandra

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Kesav Easwaran 11 July 2008

flute...its melody is so special...and so of your poem is...

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Bob Blackwell 27 May 2008

Play on your melody of love, where would we be without music. Bob

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Rani Turton 26 May 2008

A wonderful hommage to the flute. Thanks.

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Debora Short 18 May 2008

A lovely write, C.P.

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Robert Howard 18 May 2008

Thank you for a lovely and graceful tribute to the flute. My instrument is made of silver rather than bamboo but I also treasure the solace, elation and spiritual union that its tones and songs can provide.

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C. P. Sharma

C. P. Sharma

Bissau, Rajasthan
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