The clarinet girl

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
a poem about music and it's beauty.

Submitted: July 16, 2011

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Music flowed out of it,

it's tone so beautiful.

Her lips held the mouth piece,

breathing into it with strong and whole breathes.

Her fingers danced on the keys,

floating up and down.

Her eyes focused on the page in front of her.

She ended the piece,

and took her fingers down slowly.

She put herclarinet down on its stand,

and left the room quietly.

She walked away humming the tune she had just played.

That's true beauty.


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