Poem A Day For April 2017 - WEEK 3

Day 15

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Franz Liszt - The World's First Rock Star


When you think of rock n' roll, Franz Liszt might not be the first name that comes to mind. But the classical pianist, born 200 years ago  was in many ways the first rock star of all time. In the mid-19th century, Liszt was tearing up the polite salons and concert halls of Europe with his virtuoso performances. Women would literally attack him: tear bits of his clothing, fight over broken piano strings and locks of his shoulder-length hair. Europe had never seen anything like it. It was a phenomenon the great German poet Heinrich Heine dubbed "Lisztomania." "We hear about women throwing their clothes onto the stage and taking his cigar butts and placing them in their cleavages," says Stephen Hough, a world-renowned concert pianist


with the gals he was a sensation
they idolised him with a fixation
souvenired his cigar butts hid them in their tits
to get his  close attention they had to use their wits



Day 16

Saturday Mix Lorraine  -  MLMM

Shadorma


 

dirty boots
in hitler's bathroom
slimy mud
from dachau
a present for the fuehrer
from miss lee miller


 Day 17


Napowrimo prompt - Nocturne

her beautiful  face
half lit by soft lamp light
her eyes
a huge  well
deep memories
of pain and  war

loss
of everyone
of everything
a  young girl
who survived
against the odds

never spoke much
about it
didn't have to
i could read all of it
from her eyes
feel all of it in her arms
wrapped about me tightly
as i sat in her lap
as we listened to
Chopin

Day 18

 
Carpe Diem Haiku Kai - Love

rainy days in bed
reading books together
who's going to make tea?


Day 19

Imaginary garden with Real Toads  - Love
expressed by an everyday object



 

 Shadorma

always you
in my heart and mind
you alone
if only
i could be the bed pillow
you hug every night


Day 20

Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille ....loneliness
MLMM



going home tired
to an empty flat
slam of the fridge door

a beer and pizza 
on the coffee table -muffled sounds
of tv and snoring

Day 21 

NaPoWrimo...overheard conversation
Carpe Diem Haiku Kai ... love

 " did you know tansy aspinall was raised with jungle gorillas"




they still remember
her scent her soft infant skin
all those years ago

such is the power
the power of love
they can teach us a lot

we destroy their homes
to make cheap furniture for
our little boxes