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sounds of trumpets

At this past midnight hour
I hear sounds from a distant too far
The music is soft and mellow
can't say if its melody

The trumpets are hollow
the singer is shallow
can’t say
if I can grant sympathy nor empathy

but still in the silence of the night
music reverberates into the loneliness
which one does berate
tis time to switch off and go to sleep
tomorrow I have another date
with destiny to keep

Extempore as before,
I know no less no more,
shall retrace my footsteps,
if you want
more symphony, for sure

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your theme, but have a few thoughts about how to make it a little bit more readable.
I would eliminate the second stanza, as you describe the music as being the exact opposite as in the first.
I would also re-write the line that starts the third. [ I would leave off the [but still,]. The proper form that should be used for "extempore" would be [extemporized]. I really liked the lines that go: I hear sounds from a distance to far. I hope that you work this over a bit, because you have the start of something really good here. ~ Gee

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wait and see
lets hear more first
before more soothing music
we thirst

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Your teme shows a restlessness in your ways, as if you cannot rest well or sleep when you should.
Still not sure where you are or what time zone but I always listen to music last thing at night when writing, even at this moment Peace Pipe by the shadows is playing in my head, see I must be able to multi task, so all those nasty things that women say about them being able to multi task and we can't are untrue lol.
As Gee says this needs a little attention spread it a little add some oomph to it, draw on those spiky bits, it is more lullaby than wake up call.
Sorry it is morning here now so I is awake lol.
Take care young Bard glad you missed me,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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Th e trumpets are hollow [The trumpets are hollow]

cheers,
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since corrected

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he he he I know the song well Loved, big smile nicely done :)

love Jayne x

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

song-worthy

where did u hear it??
nice you have returned

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oOAfz0H4f00

watch this lol

love Jayne xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

but my poetry has nothing to do with it
and they are a class viewed a million times

How did u happen to connect
I wonder
Such a poem I composed some years ago .
This one was a second wave
impulsively
What a coincidence thanks for the share...
and thinking so high!

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