Poem ‘Girl with a Cello’
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Girl with a Cello
In a diamond city night we’re
taxied through floodlit streets
angled snow alabasters old facades
medieval histories beyond all guessing
Flanders is frozen outside this misted glass
the two of us sitting nose to nose
our tongues loosening aperitif smiles
white burgundy cutting through brie
making heads light and cheeks flush
and toe touch toe
Our eyes meet when bare soul strokes calf
kissing slim fingers one by one
plied each day to taut cello strings
sneak previews to plots and suites of night
© copyright df barker 2012
This one just climbed right into my favourites! Stunning David!
“aperitif smiles”… wow~
lovely…almost been there, almost done that
whew…you’re playing the hot songs today..eh..? nice…
Thank you Ina! Well, thank heaven for artistic licence, that’s all I can say. Again, partly based on fact but it was a violin and not a cello, but, what the…
Thank you once again Eve! I’m sure you recognise that feeling when one drinks something strong to start on an empty stomach (very bad!
but very good 
) and everyone is smiling…
Thank you Claudia, once again. Well, whatever my ability as a writer, at least I have an imagination!
Thank you very much! I almost did it too!
Oooo David, you write this one with the intensity of beautifully taut strings! Love it!
Thank you Angela – I really don’t know where this one came from, except to say that is partly based on fact!
angled snow alabasters old facades – I love
The way this line flows. Excellent poem, great
imagery
Well, you had me hooked
Thank you so very much!
Beautiful and romantic.
Great capture, David. Love all of the details in this one…they really set the scene.
I really, really enjoyed this!!
sensual and sensitive verses
Great poem. I could really feel it.
David, there are so many exquisite images and “delicious” word choices in this that create such an atmosphere of excitement.
My daughter grew up playing the cello and then sold hers for needed expenses when in college. But she is very glad to have developed her brain in that way and her music appreciation, especially now that she is living and working in NYC! Wonderful to think of someone like her sharing a taxi as in this poem. I love the illustration, as well!
A night to remember with a special tribute! It dances in the mind leaving thoughts and dreams…beautifully written!
I, too, p,at the cello.. So this one really “resonates” for me:) I love it!!
Lovely computer “spell-check” … That should have said I play the cello, hahaha, although I have “patted” it once in a while:)
This is just perfect. Think we’ll be following your stuff from now on. In fact, we’re always looking for stuff to feature on our site and in anthologies. Fancy connecting?
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A beautiful night it must have been …a lovely poetry
A precise little vignette. It captures the mood of the moment.
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Marie Marshall
author/poet/editor
Scotland
http://mairibheag.com
http://kvennarad.wordpress.com
sublte sensuality from a delightful hidden romantic
I like it Dave…
you should have white wine more often….
Take care…
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maryrose
Thank you so much once again Emma.
Thanks very much!
Walter, thank you so much!
Thank you very much!!!
Thank you very much, I’m grateful.
Russell, thank you very much!
Thank you very much, Victoria, I am very grateful.
My wife used to/still does, sort of, play the cello. And I would love to. Thank you so much for your kind words, once again.
Thank you so much Wendell!
Thank you so much, I am grateful to you!
Hi, thank you so much, I’m glad you like it. I’ve had a look at your site and it looks fascinating, I will have a ‘proper’ look over the weekend. I am now following you. I will send some submissions to you soon, or if you take blog published, or even previously published poems, feel free to look through the archive. I also have a book out, ‘Anonymous Lines’, available at amazon.com and amazon uk. Thank you.
Soma, thank you so very much!
Thank you so much! I have been following you for months, it seems but I haven’t received any of your posts, which is odd. I will try to remedy.
Thank you Maryrose, I am very grateful to you. I generally drink red
great poem, a thoroughly enjoyable read
wow, stirring stuff, wish I could write poetry as well as you
David, this is delightfully enticing – I love it!
Oh, thank you so much, you are very kind… but keep trying! I don’t consider myself (honestly) to be much good, although I have been getting better, I think!
Thank you very much, Elexa!
I’ve been doing the poem a day challenge for April to get the juices flowing, then I’m going to try and produce one decent poem a week. I write fiction mostly but there’s nothing like a good poem.
The cello spoke to David Francis Barker, and when taut strings played, the romance made “heads light and cheeks flush” and sounded deep “to plots and suites of night…” when ” bare soul strokes calf,” and the stars whirl in slow circles around a traveling moon. What a poem! David.
Wow, beautiful. It makes me want to go galavanting through the city with my husband.
Oh, wow, David, this one is just so lovely and dreamy!
Lauren, thank you so much!
Oh, thank you so much!
Once again, I thank you so much!
“our tongues loosening aperitif smiles
white burgundy cutting through brie”
mmmmmm great
Thank you so much!
So glad I read this! A beautiful poem, David!
Thank you so much!
lovely
Thank you very much!!!!!
Now this is a delicious offering of romance…even if the poet in you took a little license… I loved it!
Thank you once again – yes, a fair bit of licence!
Wow!!
Thank you!!!
i like this very much.
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Beautiful poem! I play the upright bass in a string band (I am 13 so its a school band!) right alongside 2 cellos and absolutely love the sound they make! I loved your first stanza! It really spoke to me and your entire poem was really unique! It was nice how the poem we up a sceane for the cello to come into at the end!
Beautiful cello and romantic poetry
absolutely beautiful!!!!!
Hi, thank you so much! Well, make sure you carry on with your playing. I don’t want to sound like a teacher, but I regretted giving up certain things up when I reached a ‘certain’ age.
Hi and thank you so much!
Hi, thank you so much for your comment!!!
Beautiful. I like the sexual connotations, meeting the instrument.