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Rosewood Apothecary
Rosewood Apothecary
Dec 23, 2022 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Frisson

This big quiet gallery
Within which I stand
Filled with fine artwork
Fitting a museum

Masterpiece calls me
It catches my eyes
Subliminal beauty
I am hypnotized

As I walk into
The world on the wall
Piloerection
Goosebumps stand tall

Alive at a concert
In crowd or on stage
Eyes closed so that I
Can see the image

Invisible, you need
to view with your ears
If you do find it
It brings you to tears

Hitting that harmony
Just the right blend
Entices the follicles
Hairs stand on end

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: U.S.A., USA

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Walt Whitman. I’m enamored by the work of lyricists such as Robert Hunter, John Barlow, John Dyer Baizley, and Tom Marshall just to name a handful.

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Comments

Ray Whitaker

Ray Whitaker

2 years 6 months ago

Fantastic piece!

Ii really enjoy the form used, and the flow of this piece. Very nice.

I had to look up the title. I found out that “frission” is not fission with a lisp. Thanks for using that…. Gave me a new word this morning.

Lavender

Lavender

2 years 6 months ago

Frisson

Hi, Tim,
I, too, looked up frisson - this poem is spot on. It made me come alive, as if I was there. There is nothing like a live concert, and you have captured it so vividly. Perfect title.
L

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

2 years 6 months ago

dear Tim,

my favorite lines are:

Hitting that harmony
Just the right blend
Entices the follicles
Hairs stand on end

there is nothing like this magical mix. a blend of music/lyrics and emotions are awash in a harmonious bond.

*hugs, Cat

Geezer

Geezer

2 years 6 months ago

Absolutely!...

I felt like that at my first concert, Woodstock! The muse hasn't led your wrong on this one buddy! You hit all the right notes here. I also felt like this at my one and only Pink Floyd concert in '92 at Yankee Stadium! You described it perfectly! Nice job.
~ Geez.
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RoseBlack

RoseBlack

2 years 6 months ago

There is nothing like

A concert! It is the one place I am truly in my element. This poem gave me all the feels as I have experienced so many times! I will never forget my first Steppenwolf concert when I was seventeen. I got to go back stage and meet John Kay, who began my life long affair with hard rock as a young child. It doesn't matter how many times I have seen them play since, the feeling is always the same. Great work as always.