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She carefully put the mouthpiece
to her lips
and blew gently
her warm breath filling the barrel,
while her fingers pressed lower down
to raise a deep note
circulating the air
so that the blackwood swelled
giving a higher note
the instrument now ready.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Okay, something very erotic about this poem. ☺️
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Indeed, and yet it can be other. 🙂
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This is wonderful. So alliterative! Do you play the clarinet, Paul? I played for a lot of years when I was younger.
Blessings to you.
Debbie
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No, I learned recorder in junior school for a while. My youngest plays saxophone, and several friends play clarinet.
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Clarinet, was my daughter’s first instrument in school, LOL
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Wow, I never rose beyond recorder, but went on to guitar lessons which abruptly ended 🙂 I hope your daughter carried on?
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😂
She then start playing a bit piano- now she’s too busy in medical school. I’m sure she has forgotten all about music.😂😂😂
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Probably – I hope she gets back to it after graduating 🙂
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Hope so too.❤️
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🙂
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I enjoyed reading this poem. Even more, I enjoyed sounding it. Thanks, Paul.
Completely different topic, Paul. Please allow me to alert you to an unconventional poetry prompt on my blog. Also please by no means feel any obligation to take up the challenge, or to even follow the link. It’s just that I thought you might be interested in it.
https://cafephilos.blog/2019/03/09/pauls-poetry-prompt-for-boys-girls-and-them-that-be-wild-or-domestic-animals/
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Wow, I must check that out. And thank you
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I have to agree there’s sexiness in this wonderful poem.
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O indeed, and thank you Winnie.
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My pleasure, Paul.
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Oh wow! Wonderful!❤️
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I am nominating you for The Real Neat Blog Award. You can read all about it on my latest WordPress blog at http://vicklea.com. I hope that you will participate, but there is no obligation to do so. Blessings!
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My clarinet is getting aroused! 🙂
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Poetry can do that 🙂
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