practice

practice

A Poem by recantichize

fricatives and vowel sounds
as ribs are plucked and strummed
contralto sighs in coerced gasps
pressure
flutter 
   flick
each touch effects a resonance
from the instrument
that only you can play.

© 2012 recantichize



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Teasingly sighs in most effactive ways...

Posted 1 Year Ago


and the rest of us are lined up at the bar trading tears because we never learned to read music

Posted 1 Year Ago


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LJW
Unique and well written.

Posted 1 Year Ago


This is sex.

Posted 1 Year Ago


This is really great !
Flows really well and very creative =)

Posted 1 Year Ago


wonderful use of metaphor! The heart is the most difficult instrument to play..

Posted 1 Year Ago


This is really great! I agree with previous reviews in that the flow is marvelous. It's so.. effortless feeling, and you didn't need rhymes to make it that way. Great word choice and imagery as well. This piece will keep me thinking the rest of the night!

Posted 1 Year Ago


I love this. Interesting topic and flow. You do have a very keen sense of inner knowing. Fab-u-lous.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Refreshing and I like the structure. Nice work.

Posted 1 Year Ago


very simple but at the same time very sensual. i enjoyed reading it

Posted 1 Year Ago



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recantichize
recantichize

denton, TX



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A Poem by recantichize