The Mozarts Tour

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BobBradshaw
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The Mozarts Tour

#1 Post by BobBradshaw » 08 Mar 2017, 21:32

The Mozarts Tour


There is only one bed to share,
with Leopold snoring all night

like a warthog. In the morning
they stand in a long line, famished

until their host nods
and Wolfi flops down

onto a harpsichord's bench,
his legs dangling

a foot above the floor. As he plays
the audience gasps

and applauds like children
seeing their first fireworks.

The prince shrugs: Leopold
and his wife are crushed,

Wolfi racing away happily
in search of pastries.

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Billy
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Re: The Mozarts Tour

#2 Post by Billy » 11 Mar 2017, 08:05

I always like these poems of yours. I love your descriptions: the warthog just seems perfect to me and don't ask me why, also love "applauds like children/seeing their first fireworks"

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Re: The Mozarts Tour

#3 Post by BobBradshaw » 13 Mar 2017, 20:13

Thanks, Billy....appreciate it

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Re: The Mozarts Tour

#4 Post by meenas17 » 20 Mar 2017, 05:17

Your poems are short and crisp. This one is no exception. I like it for its expressions.
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Re: The Mozarts Tour

#5 Post by BobBradshaw » 20 Mar 2017, 21:28

Thanks, Meena!

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Re: The Mozarts Tour

#6 Post by Bernie01 » 02 Apr 2017, 01:32

Bob...

wonderful...but why not start fortissimo?



There is only one bed to share,
with Leopold snoring all night

like a warthog. In the morning
they stand in a long line, famished

until their host nods
and Wolfi flops down

onto a harpsichord's bench,
his legs dangling

a foot above the floor. As he plays
the audience gasps

and applauds like children
seeing their first fireworks.

The prince shrugs: Leopold
and his wife are crushed,

Wolfi racing away happily
in search of pastries.



oh yes, love the close.....and then he dies.penniless, unknown....i think.



35 years old....





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bernie

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Re: The Mozarts Tour

#7 Post by BobBradshaw » 03 Apr 2017, 09:13

Thanks, Bernie! I really like what you have done with the opening....I'll use it...Best, Bob

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#8 Post by FranktheFrank » 29 Apr 2017, 16:33

I nominate this poem for this month's IBPC.

Bob
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