Breaking the Code.

Goldfinch60



You look at the page and are baffled,

All you see are straight lines

And on these lines are dots and circles.

What is it?

What does it mean?

Is it a code that needs to be broken?

Some secret message that needs translating?

The one who can translate it appears

And then all is revealed

As the dots on the page are transformed,

Transformed into the sound of the masters.

It could be Bach or Beethoven,

Mozart or Glass,

But this code is transformed

Into the glory and wonder of music.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 19th, 2017 01:39
  • Comment from author about the poem: The magic of music.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 38
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  • Michael Edwards

    The magic indeed - where would we be without it?

    • Goldfinch60

      Indeed. Thank you Michael.

    • orchidee

      A fine write G. But it won't be...Schoppenhauser - or some similar name, who some say is ghastly! Surname starts with S. You've called hell-fire down on him before - well almost!

      • Goldfinch60

        You mean Stockhausen.
        Question to Sir Thomas Beecham:

        "Have you played any Stockhausen?"
        reply
        "No but I have often trodden in some!"

      • Silverlining7

        So lovely! And it really does seem like a secret code sometimes. Well written!

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you S7, much appreciated.

        • swingline

          A day without music is a day lost . Except for Beethoven .

          • Goldfinch60

            Why Beethoven? But certainly you are right about a day without music is a day lost.

            • swingline

              Beethoven wrote music while he was deaf . Even played the piano and conducted orchestras .

            • rrodriguez

              Loved it!

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you rr, much appreciated.



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