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The Barefoot Prodigy

November 3, 2013
By Keeper6 GOLD, Buffalo, Minnesota
Keeper6 GOLD, Buffalo, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak, sometimes it just means you are strong enough to let go.

Gingerly clasping the
bow, she glides hairs
across vibrating strings.

The blanket of nighttime
wraps around this star
projecting her own light.

Exhausted hands tremble,
moving without a break--
cannot, must not stop.

This is her future,
the only relief
from low class.

Notes and rhythms play between her
ears, transferring through fingers
to the heavy cello.

Great sounds rumble
the walls, not breaking her concentration, but feeding it.

But cool drafts shock the
child's bare feet, severing
her thoughts like a knife.

The author's comments:
A poem based on the artwork "The Barefoot Prodigy" by Martha Moore.

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