i play the cello in the old streets walls open wounds inflicted long ago imaginary lovers contort in the air and on my bow the grief of others settles
i swallow tears and i play the pain of those who cannot walk the streets immersed in ecstasy and solitude with all my sufferings the walls i greet till you’ll come out and you’ll throw a petty dime right at my feet
Gabriela Marie Milton #1 Amazon Best-Selling Author, 2019 Author of the Year at Spillwords Press NYC; internationally published poet; poetry collections Woman: Splendor and Sorrow (Vita Brevis Pres, July 27, 2021); Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings (Vita Brevis Press, April, 2020)
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72 thoughts on “the cello #poem #poetry”
I wish I was able to play an instrument.
So wonderful! Really well done!
Aw.. Thank you so much Bill! You warmed my heart 🙂
My pleasure. You always write so richly. 😊
Thank you! I am glad you enjoyed it 🙂
If it’s “well done” I am happy 🙂
Good morning, A beautiful poem representing those voices who can’t speak for themselves. The invisible, long forgotten people, many of whom are afraid to do something as simple as walk the streets. (At least those are the sentiments that resonated inside me).
Loved the line about walls open wounds.
A very powerful write Lady G,
Good morning Drew.
Thank you for your beautiful comment. I love your interpretation, and as always I am grateful for your kindness and your support.
May you have an inspiring day.
Coffee? Impeccable timing.
My interpretation is probably due to noise coming out of D.C. (Enough said about that, I am not one to mix politics and blogging).
Have an inspiring day yourself. Stay warm.
I am glad to hear that coffee is good.
You stay safe and inspired too! 🙂
thank you again!
Thank you kindly for your appreciation!
You transported me into the scene and *clears throat* I LOVE CELLOS! ♥️ Honestly, it was as if you plucked the words from my head and put them on paper… I think of similar situations while listening to orchestra music, but specifically on cello pieces. Happy Saturday to you, dear G! 🌸💕🤩
Good morning, my lovely K. What a marvelous comment. Thank you so much.
“Honestly, it was as if you plucked the words from my head and put them on paper” Thank you so much for saying that. It makes me happy.
Happy Saturday to you too, my dearest 🙂
Enjoyed reading this poem dear.
Thank you so much for your wonderful comment. It brighten my morning.
Yours (poem) surely did.
Thank you so much, dear!
When this landed in my email box, I was captivated. Beautiful ❤️
Thank you so much, my dearest Vivian! It means a lot to me you liked it!
The power of music and poetry to move people! You have written a beautifully touching poem. I love the line “and on my bow the grief of others
Thank you so much for your gorgeous comment. It fills my heart with humbleness and joy.
I like that line too. It’s my favorite.
May you have a fabulous rest of the day!
A dime – you have my time every time you write, G.
Thank you so much, Eric! Your comment means a lot to me. I mean it. Wishing you a fabulous Saturday evening!
Amazing cello.i want to come into that walls which have many wounds.who knows-into that wall ,my wounds of heart is hidden.may be hearing the voice of your cello cure my all wounds.my dear friend!! So much heart touching n wonderful poem.🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
Thank you for your heart touching comment, my dear.
May you be happy and blessed forever 🌷
Thanks for your vulnerable wishing and welcome in my heart like healer,dear!!🌹🌹🌹🌹
You are really pure soul , my dear friend!!🌷🌷🌷
Another beauty G. 🙂
Thank you so much, Ash!
Thank you 🌸
Another great triumph, G! Really captures the emotion that goes into artistic expression. The ending feels sort of ambiguous to me. The musician’s listener shows appreciation with the pretty dime, but somehow I sense that they only heard the surface of the music, not fully appreciating the depth of thought and emotion. It gives me something to ponder, which engages the imagination all the more. Hope you are having a wonderful evening!
Good morning, David. Aw.. triumph! Thank you so much!
“I sense that they only heard the surface of the music, not fully appreciating the depth of thought and emotion.” Or the musician’s listener thinks that the pain expressed by the player is worth only a petty dime. That assuming that the listener comes out 🙂
Thank you again! Wishing you a great Sunday!
You’re welcome! Wishing you a great Sunday as well!
Reminds me of my guitar 🙂
I am glad to hear that 🙂
Thank you so much for your praise!
Wow.. Beautifully written
Thank you so much, dear 🙂 I am thrilled you liked it!
Thank you so much, Luisa! I am very grateful for your comment.
It was my pleasure
Such a beautiful poem. You captured the emotions so well
Thank you so much, Shantanu! You are a wonderful friend!
You too are a great friend, Gabriela. You are welcome
We need a bottle of champagne to say cheers to friendship 🙂
So, when is it happening 😊in the interim here it goes 🥂
Well, we have to think about, don’t we? 🙂
I am all ears 😊
Thank you so much 🙂