Music (Clarinet)

just a little peom for my clarinet...

My mouth longs to taste the reed again, a wooden thing wich helps create music

 

My hands long to feel the vibrations again, cascading down my fingers, as  a song bursts from my heart

 

My eyes long to see that wood glinting in the light as I open up that case

 

My soul longs for the one thing that expresses me: The clarinet, as I burst into full song

 

This is true love

Author's Note

just a little "love poem" for my beloved clarinet...

Reviews

[Larrycall]

i love the clarinet i pratice 4 HOURS A day and i love band. this poem is excatly how i feel

[dilettante1890]

Very visceral. I like it! Thank you for entering my contest.