No broken chord nor minor key,
nothing flat, rather,
a celebration.
Four steps sublime,
you liked my smooth sonata,
I loved your minuet.
We started low,
then transposed higher,
at first so slow,
then on fire,
as scherzo reigned,
we climbed the stars together.
Note: Satz is a German word for movement and means sentence.
©Paul Cannon
Paul,
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Life is a Poetry
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Each day is a blessing. My Creative Writing
Traditional rhyming poetry
#fifty#words#microfiction
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Life is a Poetry
BLACWATER247
poetry... mostly...
Each day is a blessing. My Creative Writing
Traditional rhyming poetry
#fifty#words#microfiction
My Reflections and Expressions
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Started enjoying reading the poetry.Thank you
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Many thanks for reading, glad you’ve enjoyed it.
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I learned something new today.
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Wonderful, I love learning
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🙂 Love it too. Michael
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Many thanks Michael
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Thank you for wonderful thought, Paul! Have a great weekend. Michael
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Love the use of terms – beautiful poem
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Thanks Lyn
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delightful!
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Thank you Kate 🙂
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