THURSDAY 30th JULY 2020
This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..
THE SOUNDS OF THE ALPHABET
by John Yeo
Synaesthesia a magical process
Turning sound into colour.
Musical instruments bring to life
The beautiful sounds of the alphabet
Skiffle, Rock, Country sound,
My youth in words, Swirling around.
Lonnie, The King and the Famous four,
Crooners, Swooners and many more.
Vid Sicious, Punk Rock,
Safety pins and the Union Jack.
Shouting, pouting, Strolling clones,
Gyrating, ear-aching, mind numbing tones.
Then, conversion through a live performance,
An orchestral night out with a friend,
Feeling apprehensive and very mellow,
Admiring a pretty girl, cradling a Cello.
The bow is poised, the strings are silent,
The mind is focused. Expectant!
The baton is raised, the sound reverberates,
A beautiful Cello sings.
A cloudburst of music then resounded,
Each note, a rainbow hued drop of magic.
Gathering force and bursting forth
Entering and impressing my consciousness.
The sensual Cellist, lost in producing,
The magic of the sounds.
My mind is taking in her interpretation.
The mechanics of the piece.
She reads the script from the music sheet,
Stroking the bow across the strings.
Producing sounds that shake the Soul
Sending the mind on a journey.
The notes flow from the instrument,
The musician interprets the composers’ creation.
Mellow sounds fill the air, colourful, resonant.
Each note touches a nerve, the nerve ends tingle.
Sound reaches out to colour the brain.
Using the instrument to bring to life
The beautiful sounds of the alphabet.
Picturing a beautiful Swan from “The Carnival of the Animals”
Composed and created by Camille Saint-Saens.
© Written by John Yeo