Closed my eyes and sighed. Violin strings plucked by hand. Music sweetly played. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku poetry Prompt Challenge: plucked and played.
Loving the pure tones, The trumpeter played with grace. The pitch touched my soul. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge for April 15, 2019: tone and pitch.
Setting up to play her music, Joyless, with no smile on her face, Like the little deer on her leg, She seemed somewhat out of place. Then she started playing her music, And so blissful she finally became. Her music, so beautiful, touched me, And I just wanted to know her name. I sent her... Continue Reading →
Sitting in the very top seats at the orchestra, Carly could hear the music and singing just fine, but she barely could see the conductor. The program tonight was music from Andrew Lloyd Webber. She loved all of the songs, for they reminded her of the time she had visited London? It was 1997, and... Continue Reading →
What is the best pick me up that you know of? To shake you out of the blues? Music with a great beat, songs that make my feet hanker to move. I love to put on some gospel or jazz, or even some Santana, and get up and dance my blues away. I find that... Continue Reading →
The sound of music, Euphonic candy to me. Body in motion. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #244: sound and motion.
It is the order of things unseen that music creates a bond across species. Each creature works to be safe. For the deer, that generally means leaping away from the danger of the two-legged animals who have instruments that bring death and a hungry look in their eyes. The big stag usually would not allow... Continue Reading →
Oh, the wondrous and exquisite sounds of a violin solo! I went to see violinist Gil Shaham perform with the Nashville Symphony Orchestra. It was a night my soul will not forget! I felt refreshed by the quality of the performances. Over time, I have come to love classical music, something I was not exposed... Continue Reading →
Carlie sat at the table watching the young people dance to their music, which she believed was not worth the paper the lyrics were written on. She thought, "Now disco, that was music!" Donna Summer singing "Last Dance," Gloria Gaynor declaring "I Will Survive," and the Bee Gees reminding us "Staying Alive" helped a whole... Continue Reading →