Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

Poetry Posting? My poems are usually short, and made up on the spot. Like most of my other writing. So anyway, feel free to post whatever poetry you desire.

Recital

Violin sparkles,

shining golden in the light,

I lift my bow,

Nod at the accompaniment,

and play.

At first-

It is pretty,

Beautiful,

Silver.

Then it turns bronze-

Iron-

Rusty.

Bad.

I finish the piece-

Bow-

And go back to my seat.

Dad says

It's okay.

Everybody messes up.

Once again-

I am golden.

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a combination of all my recitals.