
“Diminuendo Sky Study 3” by Scott Naismith
music of life
one long song
one lone voice
connecting the
calendars neat
stapled melody
notes phrased
and paged into
fascicles audible
booklets of time
with diminishing
descant of days
lyrics lessening
volume in wane
tired vocal cords
moreso content
to give whisper
to limited hours
approaching their
fadeout to coda
Time is of essence. Cool poem.
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thanks kindly
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How simply divine. This ebbs and flows so perfectly. Almost hypnotically so.
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funny you should say that – I had a sort of metronome in my head as I wrote it
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That was evident in your writing.
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You are a virtual symphony . . .
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and you are very kind
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Really don’t know how you do it Paul…you keep raising the bar!
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glad you enjoyed it, mike
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What a Magnificent painting!
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I thought so, too
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brilliant piece of work you have here, time is truly amazing, great poem!
-Kite
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so glad you enjoyed it
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I hear the music fade some days too. I enjoyed this piece.
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much appreciated
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Beautiful piece Paul, love this.
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thanks kindly, kim
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“moreso content
to give whisper”
It’s a process, but I’m coming to understand that, myself.
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me, too
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