I discovered in my sleep
that I had learned
to play the concert Jew’s harp.
I learned later that I was
not the illegitimate great-great something
of an English earl
but a long lost descendant of the prophet Jeremiah
on my Uncle David’s side (I think
the dark side); it was Jeremiah
who on one occasion was commanded
by the Lord to gird his loins.
Music lovers from as far away
as Akron came to my debut
with the National Symphony. They
cheered when I appeared in my
yellow silk gown and purple sandals
(the ones with the taffeta bow).
In front row center
my lovely friend Maria laughed
when I stood to play
a Jew’s harp adaptation of
Mendelssohn’s Violin Concerto in E minor
through my musical nose.
The audience swooned.
Maria skipped to the stage
and presented me
a nosegay of shamrocks.
The music critic of the New York Times
praised my romantic tenderness and virtuosic guts.
I’m planning a world tour.
Bill :-)
and plenty of simulations & symbolisms :)
Oh My!! Dreams Are Really Something I Tell You & So Is This One :)
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
my lovely friend Maria laughed
when I stood to play
a Jew’s harp adaptation of
Mendelssohn’s Violin Concerto in E minor
through my musical nose.
especially struck me as funny. No wonder:
Music lovers from as far away
as Akron came to (your) debut
with the National Symphony.
Thanks for the laughter. - David
Have fun on your much deserved TOUR, from the sound of it!
Glad to read YOU again! Your images Rock!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Lady Sheexooo
STay Positive!
Newfie hugs, Rose
Be always safe,
Karen
Hysterically funny - richly imaged, you take us there. Now: first in line for your world tour. Gotta see this!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Wonderful images!
stan
John
Janet
Love,
Sage