Lament in A flat

Sonnet

 

 

 

Lament in A Flat...

 

 A novice practicing scales

upon a battered violin

 A raucous sound which never fails

to make my sick headaches begin.

I live above a music school

The rent was all I could afford.

I thought I’d scored, I was a fool

Although at least I’m never bored

I hear unwilling pupils play

strange sounds I cannot classify

 as being music in any way.

 Although I’m sure some pupils try.

I thank the lord the lord they close at eight

 for silence I appreciate.

 

16-Sep-08

 

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Reviews

[C. C. Burl]

Ha! I play and teach the violin so this really strikes a note! (Pun not actually intended.) Yes, it is squeaky at first. You just have to grin & bear it & know that it will get better . . . true, though! I love this. Flora.