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The Music Teacher
| Open Poetry #46 |
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The Music Teacher |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada 
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I'm teaching future minstrel sons Dedicated beyond compare When the music from an ancient time Seems to take my heart somewhere Above the smog and darkness Above the eagles high To a place beyond the tragic To eclpise my soul and mind Chorus: So my best is what I'm sharing An most won't understand The notes that fill a canyon Are saved for special hands. So I think about my license My poetic just embrace And I realize I know enough To turn knowledge into grace But some can't grasp ability An get lost in the task And complicated scales of love Make their human will collapse Chorus: So my best is what I'm sharing An most won't understand The notes that fill a canyon Are saved for special hands. So I think about what to do And I find it in my heart To give out special words of praise To those that try the art Like healing comin over them A warm and soothing oil I point them in a different way And free them from the toil Chorus: So my best is what I'm sharing An most won't understand The notes that fill a canyon Are saved for special hands. Medium rock tempo fade.......... |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
wonderful musical notes you've penned, your message is a sensitive and caring one. Great to read you again, ethome~ |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Eric, it is so nice to read you again. I think you are a blessing to those who learn from you. This is most beautifully expressed and has a great sound! Love, Margherita  |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks Margherita and Blues, I appreciate the visit and the comments....Eric |
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