Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Late Night Song Comments

Rating: 4.5

It starts at sharp ten
just as I am adrift
to weave my dreams
the chickaree rhythm
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Seema Jayaraman
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Loke Kok Yee 05 November 2015

a little imagination makes life more interesting thanks-10

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 04 November 2015

Rhythmic sounds - even classical music may feel like disturbance to the ear when heard first time. The trained ear will appreciate a variety of sounds. The compassionate ear may interpret a deeper meaning to every sound. The orchestra of ht birds on trees is inimitable indeed. Beautifully presented in the poem.

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Seema Jayaraman 04 November 2015

Thank you Tirupathiji, its amazing the wide pallete nature provides layer over layer if one pays attention and then imagination takes over.

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Kelly Kurt 04 November 2015

A lovely poem, Seema. The phrase is, Ten sharp

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Seema Jayaraman 04 November 2015

Thank you Kelly, several nights I wondered on the perfect jangling sound this creature makes a bigger sound than crickets till i conclufed it was other worldly beings making them.

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