tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post5675832297436665928..comments2023-09-16T04:28:56.811-07:00Comments on Jet's Thoughts: MovementJohn E. Tranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14594659729954601082noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post-40748501137516528902009-02-14T06:56:00.000-08:002009-02-14T06:56:00.000-08:00Love the deep vibrations from this poem. Sometime...Love the deep vibrations from this poem. Sometimes we forget that sound is movement too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post-68011510124809616812009-02-12T14:46:00.000-08:002009-02-12T14:46:00.000-08:00I love the sounds in this one!I love the sounds in this one!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post-1357359370066032172009-02-12T08:19:00.000-08:002009-02-12T08:19:00.000-08:00I could see the moves to making music...and I coul...I could see the moves to making music...and I could almost hear the sounds.Maggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02023472067047797430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post-90346010106167327482009-02-11T02:13:00.000-08:002009-02-11T02:13:00.000-08:00Superb, indeed. You've captured the soul of music ...Superb, indeed. You've captured the soul of music here.SandyCarlsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10752798823532580733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post-23818910047808356462009-02-10T17:22:00.000-08:002009-02-10T17:22:00.000-08:00This was cool!This was cool!Kilauea Poetryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10565265326716182821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post-79564758154347400452009-02-10T15:45:00.000-08:002009-02-10T15:45:00.000-08:00I can barely imagine what that's lke.I can barely imagine what that's lke.Deborah Godinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15175977572194074388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post-11854836559642763782009-02-10T13:34:00.000-08:002009-02-10T13:34:00.000-08:00'My bow moves from tip to base'.....my fir...'My bow moves from tip to base'.....my first picture was of a bow & arrow. I have a son who is a bow hunter, because he loves the silence, and the experience of intimacy with nature. It was interesting then, how quickly the image in my mind shifted to the bow across the strings. Both poetic, in their own way. Beautiful use of the prompt..mardehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02329428965117461799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post-78408521300665439962009-02-10T12:52:00.000-08:002009-02-10T12:52:00.000-08:00ooooh do you really play bass? so cool! i play vio...ooooh do you really play bass? so cool! i play violin. i thought about 'movement' as a musical piece..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322693.post-4721893316644680412009-02-10T11:14:00.000-08:002009-02-10T11:14:00.000-08:00superbly wrought.I was just "fiddling around" on m...superbly wrought.<BR/><BR/>I was just "fiddling around" on my friend's bass the other day, and I felt those vibes, sometimes in my knees, then trickling down my spine - and i was just squawking around, watching the rosin dust motes in the sunbeam from the window...Bruce Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12820133295308884414noreply@blogger.com