Monday, March 21, 2016


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When the busker
with a cello

played with such
emotional intensity
                                     my hard shell,
                                     my anger,
                                     my sarcasm,
                                     my suspicions,
                                     my fears & sadness
all but melted.
                          Who needs a harp when
                          a cello finds the notes that
                          flood my face with tears?

Glenn Buttkus

Posted over at dVerse Poets Pub Q-5


tonispencer said...

Indeed. I am going out later to go climb my favorite tree and serenade the birds and trees with my violin. I am their private busker and I like to think I make them smile. This certainly did!

brudberg said...

I love the sound of a cello... no harping needed in the face of a cello's voice... Great take on a 44 words.

Walter J. Wojtanik said...

Dearly drawn to music poems. They are melodic in word and intent. Great work, Glenn!

Grace said...

The power of music, how it can melt us to tears, happiness and gladness ~

I haven't seen yet a busker with a cello - that must be a joy to listen to ~

Thanks for joining us Glenn ~

Unknown said...

A cello can certainly strum those heart strings, melting away the accumulated ice. I don't think I've ever read a short poem from you, nicely done!

De Jackson said...

I LOVE the idea of a cello "finding notes."

Gayle Walters Rose said...

I love the cello too and the lines "Who needs a harp when a cello finds the notes that flood my face with tears?" Perfect. Each musical instrument has such different effects on our psyches.

Anonymous said...

Oh yes, a cello can melt my heart too. Think I'll put on some Yo-Yo Ma

vivinfrance said...

Just gorgeous. I like your mode for melting.

Kim M. Russell said...

Love that last line! I will always stop to listen to a cello - not many about in Norwich.

Carol Campbell said...

Music makes me melt for sure! I would love to hear you play!

Margaret said...

My oldest son ended up playing an upright bass (and now bass guitar, of course, as well as many other instruments) but I have a small 1/8 cello my 8 year old son will start taking lessons on this year. He is left handed so it will be a challenge, but I LOVE the cellos and I insist one of my children learn - the girls refused - but my last child has NO choice. They are all musical, sing - and my youngest is a "mamma's boy" so I think he will indulge me. ;) Lovely poem - enjoy the reading.

Petru J Viljoen said...

I can relate to a heart melted by a cello playing.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Beautiful, Glenn, and I agree with you about the cello.

Misky said...

True enough, Glenn. It's a haunting sound.

Katie Mia Frederick said...

A SinG without meltED
heaRt.. no matter
vocal chord..
or other
iS no SonG
SpiRit Free..:)