A limerick He finished his opus after working all night. Thrilled, he very much wanted to share his delight. Ah, to draft his sweet love a note! Then, a lump rose up in his throat... Bursting with music, he could nor speak nor write. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #143 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt,… Continue reading Note, or: Composition
Poet-Warrior Sword dripping with foes' dark ink Pens mightier words d’Verse Open Link Night I am sharing this poem for d’Verse OLN #313. This is a senryu that I wrote back in August '20, a few months after launching this blog. The words came to me as I was lying down to sleep, and I worried… Continue reading Richelieu, or: the Conspiracy
Those who want to know what sound goes into my music should come to NY and open their ears.-Thelonius Monk (1917 – 1982) Son, I couldn't give you the recipe even if I wanted to. I compose my pieces with a formula that I created myself. The only cats worth anything are the cats that take… Continue reading The piano ain’t got no wrong notes
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