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Killing Mozart

Killing Mozart

 
When my Raven comes
he often sits on my ledge 
perched in the middle of my open window
my cypress tree behind him in the background
it's quite a site to see
sandwiched in as he stares at me
sometimes in the mist of morn, as the sun arrives
other times arriving with the blazing sunset 
after a burning hot day, nature quenching its thirst 
he comes to listen to the music of a very bad violin
playing out of tune, oddly he seems to love it
I keep my window open purely for him
he is my guest 
and as the violin continues to play
and believe me
when I use the word play, incredibly loosely
I imagine my raven to be stone-deaf?
because if he isn't
he is definitely encouraging the death of Mozart
and in that case
I’d know, he has a very dark personality
and simply cannot be trusted
because someone, somewhere
very close by,
Is killing Mozart.

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Rory McGinlay

Sandwiched in , between the Cypress and the Player. Loved it. FYI I play rather badly also, of course pop real can't be compared to Mozart lol

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Shirley Harrison

Oh noooo, lol nobody can play the violin as bad as my neighbour, I use the word (play) very loosely  lol 🤣 

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Jac Fables

My girl friend played the cello when I was young. It was a dream to me. Nice Verse.

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Shirley Harrison

Lucky you if she was in tune, I happen to have a very noisy neighbour 🤣 

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John Loopstra

Love the way you lead us on... Won't work with the fig in our small garden, but then again, The Netherlands did not spend its money on scenery

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Shirley Harrison

True,  but I do love the windmills lol 🤣 thank you dear John. 🌹

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Marion

Last three lines made me smile.... most of us play badly but oh the yearning to learn that musical language!  Your words paint an enjoyable picture Shirley, lovely write X

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Shirley Harrison

She is a terrible violin player, I do hope she reads my work 😂 🎻 🙂‍↕️ lol

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Marion

I'm a terrible piano player lol... but it's electric so headphones... wouldn't want my neighbours to listen to me either lol X

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