Because your voiceI need to hear
because your voice
sounds
like that violin
I never dare play
because your voice
brings
fresh breeze
and greetings
to my soul
because
I was born
to listen to it
because you fill me up
with your whispering
in both my ears
because your voice
is brought with words
of serene sweetness
whose no other voice
because I need to
hear your voice
to feel alive.
............................................................
© Dulce
To my friend Steve E., the sweetest of peeps, and for sure a great violinist.
23 comments:
Dulce all I can say is:
HOLY SHIT!
What a Beautiful and Sweet poem...to ME? Oh my, I am honored, only once before has that happened, from a blogger-friend of yours (and mine), many months ago, and she probably does not remember--but I do!
So here is another for the "forever" memory box.
Thank you SO very much, and the violin? Where is there a photo of a violin?
Or else some might think this is REALLY about...me.
Love and PEACE!
Steve E is so silly.
Dulce, your poem is filled with longing.
Wordless Wednesday - Now That's Scary
only a word need be spoken
"take your own dare" and speak
lovely to read this morning...
Great as always... and how is the lady with the Spanish eyes?
what a beautiful poem and tribute to Steve. I agree with you I to love hearing his voice, its musical, serenity
LOVELY YOU.. This was so wonderful
OK i had to laugh at Steve's comments' HOLY SHIT' One of the reasons I love to hear his voice and music to my ears.. LOL
HUGS AND SMILES.
BTW TY so much for all your comments on my blogs.. HUGS and Blessings :}
Sweet Dulce,
1. Yesss, I LOVE your poem today.
2. Thank you for the dedicatory "Shout-out"...but, but....but why did you not link my name to
http://steveroni.blogspot.com
Hmmmmm?
Love and PEACE!
Cause everybody knows you?
Oh, so beautiful!
Loved it dear Dulce!
Margie
xxx
awe, what a sweet ode to a very deserving and sweet man!! awesome, i know prayer girl won't mind, she appreciates him as much as we do!! you are so darling this is awesome.
i even loved the poem before i read the tribute!!! great post!!
I remember the first time I saw Steve play....
Grand Ole Opry...1934
The fiddle player for Cowboy Copas was Gin-Drunk and fell off the stage and broke his arm. A young Steve E. (29 at the time), jumped up on stage, grabbed the drunks instrument, and proceeded to blow the audience away with his lively offerings.
The Rest Is History!!!
Here's to Steve
Whose music is great
May your Strings be Sturdy.
And your Bow always Straight!!!
Well said my friend. We all need to hear others just because :)
Perfect...perfect...perfect...I love it my dear Dulce...your poem is so lovely and it goes deep inside my heart...this wht happens if a moment I don't hear his voice..It's like the air I breath..you keep writing my dear and I have been missing you lately.
Neat poem. And that's the coolest picture of all time.
Steve E. used to like my poetry, too, then he grew more discerning! ;-)
Beautifully written.
But is this a coincidence? I too put up a poem on my blog today with music as the background.
I know the feeling... Just hold on to the phone and listen, for hours and hours...
Here your ears are the pathway to the soul
Hear the voice and everything is right
I loved it.
That's a way wonderful poem and tribute to Steve. It's been a while since I had access to a computer, but I'm online again and I'm glad I stopped by today.
Now that's a voice I'd love to hear as well! A lovely piece, Dulce.
Lovely, Dulce!
Oh how beautiful, Dulce! One of my faves. You have an artistic way with words that I can identify with. Thanks, dear. Steve, you're just too funny... love your sense of humor :)
amazing. music to the ears. truly!!!
That was a sweet thank-you note!
This so wonderful of you, Dulce, and for Steve! Somehow, even before I finished reading this, I thought it was for our Steve...must have initially been the violin. :)
(Speaking of Steve~ He must not get follow up comments as I had requested he write to me, as I have a surprise for him)! ...
maybe he'll see it here :)
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