AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

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Sunday, June 22, 2008

Seasong

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Beautiful morning light on Blairgowrie beach
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One Single Impression prompt ~ Melody
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The meaning of melody from Dictionary.com
1. musical sounds in agreeable succession or arrangement.
Have you ever felt that waves
Rippling and rolling into shore
Create a special
Natural
Melody
2. Music.
a. the succession of single tones in musical compositions, as distinguished from harmony and rhythm.
Some sands
Like flutes and strings
Of an orchestra
Will the waves
To breathe musical songlines
Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Rippled sands in the morning light on Blairgowrie beach
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b. the principal part in a harmonic composition; the air.
The grand picture includes
Purling grey clouds
Synchronising and harmonising
The music of the sea into
A mystic
Cosmic
Aura
c. a rhythmical succession of single tones producing a distinct musical phrase or idea.
And the still music of morning plays on ~
Rippling, tinkling waters
Gently sing
Many verses
Many refrains of
Nature's song
3. a poem suitable for singing.
Tender lyrics wait hopefully
For their swirling
Dancing
Moment in time
Etched
Embedded in
In silken sands
Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Swirling sands at Blairgowrie beach
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4. intonation, as of a segment of connected speech.
A seasong from
The heart
The soul
Of Nature
Notice me
Love me
Protect me

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Fascinating light at Blairgowrie beach


14 comments:

Geraldine said...

Love the shimmery silver quality to your photos Gemma. Beautiful words to accompany too.

SandyCarlson said...

I love the antiphonal relationship of definition in prose and poetic language that takes us back to the mysterious source of music. Beautiful!
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Barb said...

The photographs are stunning, Gemma. I can hear the rhythm of your seasong, and it is glorious!

Anonymous said...

I really enjoyed these pieces. And the photos - marvellous.

Anonymous said...

..music~definable-defined or undefined_brings joy~so do ur poetic lines..many thanks

Raven said...

I love the way you set this up - wonderfully creative. Your photos are beautiful and I love both the concept of your poems and the execution.

My favorites are the one beginning "the still music of morning plays on..." - What a magnificent line - and the very last poem.

Roswila said...

The photos are so beautiful. The way you arrange the dictionary words and the poetry puts me in mind of the haibun form a little. :-)

Anonymous said...

I like the various views of your poetry of song and the sea. Have you ever heard the waves pull back over an area of gravel and rock? It sounds like applause.

me ann my camera said...

Wonderful tones in both words and photos.

Edward S Gault said...

Your poems on melody are excellent.
The photos of Tasmania and other
parts of Australia are magnificent,
sometime I'm going to have to get down there.
Than You.

spacedlaw said...

I love your marine harmonies.

Tumblewords: said...

These are superb! The images and words are filled with melody!

Anonymous said...

These all tug at the love I have for the ocean! Absolutely wonderful! I think I'm taking the twins to the beach tommorow! I don't know if you could have written anymore on this, but if you do, I'd love to read on and on!

Anonymous said...

Yes indeed tou have the eye and heart of the poet, I often wondered why Australia, perhaps the most beautiful country in the world doesn't abound with poets-maybe it does

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