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by: Elaine C. George

She sleeps in her rosewood bed,
under a blanket of velvet red;
old and alone and forgotten,
she dreams of the love she once had.

Once again she recalls his caress
on the curve of her hips
and her breast
as he moved his bow
on the strings of her soul,
playing her sound
'til his passion was spent.

They traveled the whole world over,
to every city and town;
the maestro, his bow and violin,
bringing each curtain down.

He died in a cry of sweet refrain,
clutching her strings to his heart;
as he fell to the floor in a final encore,
tearing her world apart.

So she sleeps in her rosewood bed,
under a blanket of velvet red;
her strings still filled
with the song of her soul,
etched by the maestro
that loved her
so long ago!

Author's Note: The Rosewood bed is the rosewood Violin case
The blanket of velvet red is the red velvet lining in the Violin case
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Submitted on June 14, 2020

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Elaine C. George

Not to be confused with other poets by the name of Elaine George, I am Elaine Cecelia George, born on the 27th day of November in the year 1946 in the city of Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada.   (Violin, Snowflake, A Winter Rose, From my Porch, The Love of a Gentleman, Where the Heart Resides, One Regret, The Tide of Time, and the Promise of Spring), have been published in various books and magazines and school books.  Some are being used as teaching tools for poetry classes offered on websites, most without my permission, nonetheless, I am honoured. One  poetry website has given credit to another Elaine George from England for my personification poem, 'SNOWFLAKE.  I have asked them several times to correct this, but it still remains unchanged. Since 2006, in addition to my books of poetry, I have had several short stories and A book entitled, 'Earthbound Angels made of Stone, A epic story written by me in a collaboration with The Canadian Photographer, Darren Creighton. I am currently writing a historical fiction thriller entitled, Out of the Darkness. I hope to have it completed before the year end. more…

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