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Sunday, January 16, 2011

Unplayed Notes, Unsung Songs Magpie Tales 48

The tattered, burned sheet music
Reflects notes never played,
Songs never sung,
Music unheard...
A symbol of  trips never taken,
People never met,
Experiences not encountered
Promises unkept
A silence of wasted notes.

Alongside the other sheet creased and torn
Where notes of  harmony and melody collided
Music over played, off key
Sharps played as flats,
Minor chords  played in major
Discordance in place of an etude, no silence in the clamor
Reflecting life out of  balance, overwhelmed, out of tune
Unmindful of the Great Conductor.

The Grand Maestro nodding gently tips the baton directing the musicians
Players who recognize the lead blending into a chorus
Of music made to dance, skip and hum.
Live life to the tunes and notes of each day
Strum the heartbeats in perfect meter
Keep the rhythm and balance among harmonies
Leave no unplayed symphony behind.


This is my contribution to Magpie this week. While posts are not too late until Tuesday, I had to cease tinkering with this one.  So many songs to sing! To read more from a multitude of different writers, poets, click on the title to this post to browse  from the Magpie site.

9 comments:

  1. ... you describe discordance perfectly .. notes should never be wasted.

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  2. Wow that was a classic. Wonderful rhythm and phrases. I am just not the greatest critic but I loved this.
    QMM

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  3. Songs of our lives no matter how discordant the symphony at times still make life tune worth whistling along... Thanks for sharing this emotive piece!

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  4. Sad thoughts, indeed, the song never played, the life never lived.

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  5. oh I love your take on this picture. there is a haunting powerful strain that runs clear through

    Nice to meet you too

    Moonie smiles

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  6. Exquisite poem, so much was said played like a fine symphony.

    joanny

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  7. I am indeed finding if I can connect with and be guided by the Great Conductor, the Grand Maestro, my days are filled with the sweetest music. Thank you for such a beautiful poem, a reflection of how we can go to far, or not go far enough...

    the very idea of 'people never met' is heartbreaking. what could have been?

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  8. Written from a musician's point of view. I have no doubt. Wonderful!

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  9. Nothing sadder than songs not sung...

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