audio June 08, 2014 stories told in fractions taken up & wound around eager reels life sounds captured mid air taken in & spun around played by ear © 2014-Rene Photo via Magpie Tales Poetry Prompt Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels Poem poetry senryu Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments Sherry Blue SkyJune 8, 2014 at 7:50 PMCool, Rene. Some great stuff on those old reels - priceless memories, really.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyCharleenJune 8, 2014 at 10:05 PMIf they are not told in fractions, then they are most certainly listened to in fractions in my house! I can never sit still to hear a whole show. ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyOther MaryJune 8, 2014 at 10:24 PMVery nice. ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyDana DampierJune 8, 2014 at 11:35 PMGreat poem! I love the line "life sounds captured mid air"ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyJinksyJune 9, 2014 at 4:31 AMAs concise as it comes, the sounds and rhythms in harmonyReplyDeleteRepliesReplyStormcat PoetryJune 9, 2014 at 12:03 PMI remember these old reel to reels . . . certain music is invoked in my memory when I see one.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyBuddah MoskowitzJune 9, 2014 at 5:11 PMLove this. I'm glad someone else just listens to life too,MoskReplyDeleteRepliesReplyIndigo RothJune 10, 2014 at 4:52 AMThe reels are always eager, Rene. Indigo xReplyDeleteRepliesReply21 WitsJune 10, 2014 at 9:21 AMI hear those sounds!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyEddie BluelightsJune 10, 2014 at 6:06 PMYou sure got it taped.And said precisely what the machine does!Fist time at Magpie Tales.EddieReplyDeleteRepliesReplySilent Otto June 11, 2014 at 9:46 AMWell played, Rene ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyCarrie Van HornJune 13, 2014 at 6:49 PM....and that is what a writer does...take in the sounds of life and re-play them....a brilliant write Rene!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyTess KincaidJune 14, 2014 at 3:15 PMI like this one ReneReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Please drop a penny in a poet's hat :
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Cool, Rene. Some great stuff on those old reels - priceless memories, really.
ReplyDeleteIf they are not told in fractions, then they are most certainly listened to in fractions in my house! I can never sit still to hear a whole show.
ReplyDeleteVery nice.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem! I love the line "life sounds captured mid air"
ReplyDeleteAs concise as it comes, the sounds and rhythms in harmony
ReplyDeleteI remember these old reel to reels . . . certain music is invoked in my memory when I see one.
ReplyDeleteLove this. I'm glad someone else just listens to life too,
ReplyDeleteMosk
The reels are always eager, Rene. Indigo x
ReplyDeleteI hear those sounds!
ReplyDeleteYou sure got it taped.
ReplyDeleteAnd said precisely what the machine does!
Fist time at Magpie Tales.
Eddie
Well played, Rene
ReplyDelete....and that is what a writer does...take in the sounds of life and re-play them....a brilliant write Rene!
ReplyDeleteI like this one Rene
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