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Tonal Tomato Number Lost in Me Splashed Merger Oldus 55
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Tonal Tomato Number Lost in Me Splashed Merger Oldus 55 |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa 
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TONAL TOMATO NUMBER LOST IN ME SPLASHED MERGER OLDUS 55 5 December 2000 Twinkle, tinkle, jingle, ring, whoooosh, splutter, splash, squawk, trouble, rubble, squabble, wobble, literary, wittery, squittery, triller, filler, spiller, willer, tiller, tumble, rumble, ming, mang, mong, uppity, duppity, serendy, dippity, whether you will or whether you won’t, cool flow, low, slow, - hush, no blow, jiggle, trickle, tickle, pebbled rivulet, mellifluous peace, suppose, how many , dappled green, so old, filtered gold, tiny twitters, darting flitters, fluttering, flying, soaring, gliding, floating, sleeping, slipping, lost, soft cloud, sun-swathed, blue dream. Owl |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
I love onomatopoeia...shoot, I love just saying the word, but you've taken onomatopoeia to a supreme level...nicely done (cool mix) |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
now that's some skill, dear Owl~~~love what this did to my eardrums~~~ |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I would love to hear you read this to children... I can see their smiles now! |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Thank you, Steaven. I am glad you enjoyed my Tonal Sonata Number ? in E Flat Major, Opus 55 (a tonal poem is a piece of music that describes a scene, e.g. a waterfall in a forest) This was about having fun with onomatopoeia and a play on words. The title relates to Tonal Sonata Number ? (lost) in E Flat Major, Opus 55 (a tonal poem is a piece of music that describes a scene, e.g. a waterfall in a forest). I was 55 at the time I wrote it and that is why it is Opus (Oldus) 55. "Suppose" = "repose" and "how many" = "harmony". The idea is to read it aloud (as all poetry should be, except the very, very few poems that are visual only) and, in the case of this poem, let the sound of the words guide you as to the speed and intensity. The sounds of the words are intended to convey the feeling (of the flow of words/river/stream of consciousness). In the few places where the words make a little bit of grammatical sense, there is a taste of humour and/or actual meaning. The poem is meant to sound a bit like a river starting off as a bubbling effervescent stream, and then slowing down to a meander and then wandering through a forest with the sun peeping through the foliage and birds twittering, and then there is a crescendo of the birds taking off into the sky soaring and dipping and gliding and then a ritardando of the stream of consciousness becoming the poet and/or the reader – but still up there in the clouds in “lost,/ soft cloud, / sun-swathed,/ blue dream. Giggles, Belle. Glad you enjoyed it – sorry about your eardrums! Smiles. Thanks, Karilea. Strange you should say that. I enjoy reading any poem to adults and children alike, but especially this one. Smiles. Owl |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
btw, thanks for the in-depth review...this one needs to go back up....so, bump  (we will all gather the children together to listen to it being read aloud) |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Giggles, Steaven. Sitting comfortably on the floor with the children around me and ready to read – and any adults who want to hear it too, are welcome to join us. Smiles. Owl |
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