Scales — A Poem

Apple Trees.png

“Apple Trees” — C.Birde, 3/18


A day’s scale —

dusk through dawn —

is measured

in slim increments,


like a sigh

against the ear.



Glide through

the arc of notes

unnamed and







— C.Birde, 3/18


3 thoughts on “Scales — A Poem

    • Thank you, Robert ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ve been on a forced hiatus from practicing my violin…so I’ve been listening to a lot of violinists/fiddlers…enjoying how they slide along the strings, from one note to another. As always, I truly appreciate a compliment from you, with the sublime touch you have joining word to rhythm to image ๐Ÿ™‚


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