TROUBLED MELODIES

TROUBLED MELODIES

Muggy summer breeze

Draws a euphony of my neighbor’s violin

Into my open window

Curtains dance in the humid air

I listen, follow the notes

Whistle along that which is familiar

Birds chirp to enhance a harmony

Leaves rustle to complete a symphony

 

At once music ceases

I listen to the curses, loud noises

My neighbor wrestles with perfection

Though I fail to understand

She increases volume perhaps to improve quality

 

Abruptly, it stops

I hear a ferocious bang, ring in my rears

I surmise she flat broke her violin

Weeps and wails echo in the street

The maestro of perfection

Suffers defeat

BH

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

That violinist is like so many artists--perfectionist, eccentric, and volatile. Well, the narrator did get to enjoy a few marvelous moments before passion turned to fury. I like this.

[Betty Hermelee]

That one is NOT me, not a perfectionist... thanks so much Sam for reviewing this, appreciate it,
read moreThat one is NOT me, not a perfectionist... thanks so much Sam for reviewing this, appreciate it,
Best,B

[Sherri Moshman Paganos]

I really like the imagery in the first stanza of the curtains dancing and the birds chirping along with the sound of the violin, and the contrast then with the loud noises afterwards. You have a nice irony in the tone of the last two lines.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Sheri for visiting me at the cafe. And special thanks for commenting on my poem.
Best, Betty

[John the Baptist]

There is only one thing worse than being a perfectionist. That's trying to live with one.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks John for your insightful review
Best, Betty

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty... we are watching an older Movie of Sherlock Holmes ... and of course Sherlock plays the 🎻 Violin. There is always a Mystery to solve. I see you have a bit oh humor in your poem. Quiet a well written Aria of Suspense. truly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

I guess so, but some people who are perfectionists can't or won't deal with the problem, it's almost like disease...Thanks always for your kind review.
Best, Betty

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Louder does not make better...mellow makes nice...
my poet friend and I were talking today about music...we have similar tastes...and what we don't care for is head banging music...we like lyrics, hard rock, metal, country...many different tastes...
but all with a sound we wouldn't mind living next to with an open window.

[Betty Hermelee]

I agree, and I used to scream at my brother when we were kids because he kept squeaking the damn violin and I couldn't study!!! Thanks always for your "clever" review Jacob,
My best, Betty

[Ankita Dwivedi]

The reader gets so attached with the aroma and beauty of the picture that u paint , that it's sudden leaves destruction leaves the reader heartbroken . impulse gets the best of uss and all we can do is regret later.
wonderful piece freid . keep safe and smiling .
XO

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for visiting and reviewing my poem. I really appreciate it.
Best, Betty

[mattavelli]

Hello, Betty! :)
This is quite a scene, vivid and compelling with an emotional end. I enjoyed it a lot. Thanks for sharing.

[Betty Hermelee]

So nice of you to visit, and thank you for your thoughtful comments
Best, Betty

[Poetic Beauty]

Sometimes frustration gets the best of us and childish things like this happen. Much to “our” horror later. It’s kind of comical but relatable at the same time.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks always for you thoughtful comments.

[Poetic Beauty]

You are welcome. It loved the slightly comical poem

[Coyote Poetry]

The poor maestro. She shall in a sour mood. Nice flow of thoughts led to surprise ending dear Betty. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry. I liked this one.
Coyote

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks John for your important comments about this poem. Best to you, Betty

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Betty and you are welcome.

[Paul Bell]

Was this not how the second world war started.
Hitler was listening to his neighbour playing the violin, badly. This sent him mental and he invaded Poland.
Let this be a lesson to people playing the violin with the window open. They should be more like me and play the drums.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're too funny, thanks for reading Paul.
PS my brother used to practice violin in our NY apt. Til I almost killed him "screech"! OW

[Paul Bell]

See, told you.