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Linda Moses
Linda Moses
Aug 28, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Hateful Fiddle

Watch her dance
On the head of a pin
Watch her tears as
She painfully spins

When will she learn
She can't trust the words
When will she see that
Her dreams are absurd

Dance to the music
Dance to the riddle
Dance to the laughter
Of the hateful fiddle

Cry if you must
Laugh when you can
Life is unjust
And never as planned

Who plays the music
That brings her to tears
What makes her dance
To the music she fears


 

 

— Linda Moses, Aug 28, 2008

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Region, Country: Texas, USA

Favorite Poets: rethinking this. have recently started reading the works of some of the greats, I will comment later

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DarkinAZ

17 years 9 months ago

Well said...

I enjoyed the write. Sincerely, Mark
Linda Moses

Linda Moses

17 years 6 months ago

Mark

Thank you for reading and commenting
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 9 months ago

Yes well said

Smiles:) Barbara Stanza one is an excruciatingly painful great write, spinning on the head of a pin ouch. The epitome of a hateful fiddle.LOL You have(on) twice is it your intent?
Linda Moses

Linda Moses

17 years 9 months ago

On and on

No, it was another one of my infamous typos. Thank you for reading Barbara. Congrats on the spotlight
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easylife_2

17 years 9 months ago

Another great write

Linda,depicting life with its high and low moments.Really loved reading this.Thank you.
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years 9 months ago

Linda

Dancing on the head of a pin? That's like 'Honey, I Shrunk The Kids' on mesculine! You have such a profound way with words, and I enjoy your work. Taking a year of fiddle (violin, actually) in school, I can attest to how hateful it became - though for different reasons than the ones expressed in your poem. Getting the right angle with the bow, otherwise there was a painful screech, making sure there was enough rosin, ughh. Too much work. Gimme a guitar any day. :~) ~Jess ---------------------------------------------------- "I hope no one asks me to show them the ropes; I have no idea where they are. Maybe I can pull some strings and find out...." - George Carlin
Linda Moses

Linda Moses

17 years 9 months ago

Hi, Jess

Thank you for commenting on my write. I always wanted to learn violin, but ended up with the drums.
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 9 months ago

Thanks Linda

Smiles:) Barbara Thanks for the congrats, I guess spinning on a needle head and a hateful fiddle is two separate entities of pain. LOL. I'm off the boat as usual.
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 9 months ago

Hi Linda...

put me in mind of the old music boxes with the ballerina... with some scritchily hateful but exhilirating fiddle playing and keeping the tempo... eerily.. I loved it. Richard
Linda Moses

Linda Moses

17 years 9 months ago

Hi Richard

You're up early. Thanks for reading and taking the time to comment
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 9 months ago

Yes...

they cut our hours back... for now I have fridays off.. both good and bad... Richard
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barbsdad2003

17 years 9 months ago

There's a lot ...

more profundity here than at first meets the eye. My hat's respectfully doffed. Thanx, Chuck
Linda Moses

Linda Moses

17 years 9 months ago

Thank you

My poem of hurt and broken trust did not get by you, did it, sir. Even though I tried to disguise it
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rider68

17 years 9 months ago

Hi Linda

Great thought and wisdom written and spoken, each stanza flowed very well and cleverly thought through, (On the head of a pin) really liked this line, but set/led the rest of the poem brilliantly, Very best regards Peter ~~~~~~~~~Creativity Is to think more efficiently~~~~~~~~~~