Gymnopédie (I.P.)

New Silver=Spun-Sand
So very beautiful and touching.
Words hit your heart mine!
Like the last stanza:
Like going back in time when I heard
that tune today-sprang to mind; how green
were her eyes, and the three tiny buttons
on her pale pink,silk chemise.
Good one for the (IP)
julie xx

I don't know the piece of music but I will look it up. Lovely atmospheric poem.

;)Pia

Pleased you enjoyed, Julie, and you picked out my favourite bit too;-)

Tina xx

Hi there, Pia. Yes do look it up. It was one in a series of three that Satie wrote, often described as the dawn of new-age, ambient music, based on the ancient Greek word 'gymnopaedia' meaning festival of dance. Dream-like and totally hypnotising.

Pleased you enjoyed my little tribute and thanks for letting me know.

Tina;-)

Hi again, Julie. I always wanted an aviary - just like your friend...but on second thoughts, I think it is much better to watch birds, flying free as nature intended.

I'm glad you're learning new words, Julie, just as I do every day. What life is about, I guess;-)

Tina xx

Hi Tina,

have just been listening to Nocturne No:2 and No:3.
Oh how beautiful, I can quite understand what you
mean about the music, it really takes you away.

I could just picture the lady at No 85, playing Satie
on her upright piano, her jet black hair embracing
her arms. The candles shimmer at the open window.

Such a beautiful and vivid scene you portray here.

Simply heavenly.

Jenny.

Thanks, so much Jenny. I'm really pleased that my poem inspired to listen to some of this music. Yes, it so very beautiful.

Glad you enjoyed my poem too and thanks for telling me;-)

Tina

Vivid and haunting- just great!

Thanks so much, Sundays;-)

Wonderful poem. I'm afraid I can't stand that piece but have never been able to fathom out why (perhaps some bad association I've forgotten); anyway, thankfully it didn't spoil reading yours!

Rob

new Silver-Spun-Sand
Tina, really. I am learning meanings
some of your marvellous words.
A friend had an avery once, when I was little
Cut Throats, and Love bird's, umm you are lucky!
Love bird's I could watch all day. Think it was
continental bird's.
Have a good day, not to much hoovering,this idiot
got cable caught in it scary chewed a bit ok.
Yes, I do agree bird's and animals and nature love
to be free. Spelling mistake, so I have altered mine.
Oh! Just got the Dippy Dippy bird arrive legs, whoops!bit tight tin joints had to expanded, now it's
working love it.
julie xx

I'm really pleased to hear that, Rob...and I know exactly what you mean about 'associations' that we tend to form with music, smells, etc.etc. One piece of music I can't stand is The Eighteen-twelve Overture, and yet my dad loved it. Like you, I've forgotten why I hate it so much.

Many thanks for reading and taking the trouble to comment;-)

Tina

I'm glad you're learning new words Julie...as I do most every day of my life. Another benefit from a writing site like ABC, I guess.

Have a good weekend;-)

Tina xx

The last stanza is perfect. The whole poem is so vivid, moving and very poignant.

Beeme xx

Thanks, muchly, Beeme;-)

Tina xx

"Lingers still, the hint of a smile, flirting
with her lips, as she glanced, unashamedly
my way, and the melody she played –
a tune by Satie."

I've read this poem whilst listening to the composition on youtube. What a triumph this is!

The atmosphere melts in with the music almost like two flavours of ice-cream in one dessert bowl ;-) I literally couldn't help swaying slowly from side to side as I read this ;-)

A wonderful poem, unique, elegant and captivating. Definitely among my favourites from you.

The cherry's just a topping ;-) Well done.

Nathan x

Hi there, Nathan;-)

I love that description of yours 'almost like two flavours of ice-cream in one dessert bowl'. Magic, this!

Pleased you enjoyed, and that it inspired you, as it quite plainly did;-)

Tina xx