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Not My Nature

Never Nimble

I never knew a nimble note,
With painful practices by rote.
I play by ear,
But so sincere,
Not choosing what composers wrote.

For harmony may soon be sought.
It’s neither borrowed, loaned nor bought.
Notes blending sweet
May often meet
When creativity is caught.

Thus, unexpected, life is found
With melodies beyond profound.
I trip and fall,
But after all,
May I the critics all confound.

c2014 by Linda Ann Nickerson

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  1. May I the critics all confound....

    Lovely, that last bit.
    Damyanti, Co-host A to Z Challenge April 2014, My Latest post

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  2. I can't play at all, so you have me beat, rote, ear or otherwise :)

  3. That is so cute; I love it! I'm tone deaf, so I don't think that would work for me. :)

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