Soli, Soli, then be Tacet!
Soli, Soli, then be Tacet!
Ossai,Ossai, Rubato,Tenuto
Ossai, Soli.
Adagio? Adagio: no, no, no !
Vivase! Vivase, Vivase!
Da Capo!
De Capo!
Divisi, Cresendo,Cresendo!
Aria, Arai, Mastros baton wishes
me to sing., legato, legato
ah- buto concerto!
they prayed for six spheres!
Categories:
tacet, clothes, fashion, marriage, music,
Form: Ballad
It originates with a blank canvas.
White.
Eerie silence like snow drifting
A fermata.
Silence is music too.
Then a sonata of yellow breaks the spell.
The arpeggio of a laugh
The trill of the buttery sun shinning through a canopy of leaves.
Then red timbre intercedes warming the tone.
The fortissimo of a polished apple
The triplet of a beating heart.
The rubato of blue instantly tones down the orchestra.
A rippling pond plays a chromatic scale
A tear drop strokes a resounding note.
Then,
White again.
A last tacet.
Don't hear it yet?
Look closer.
And listen.
Categories:
tacet, art, color, music,
Form: Ekphrasis