Disjointed Unison

R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Musicians, young, just starting out, giving a recital. Notes blaring out, some too sharp, piercing tonal perfection, wrecking havoc to my ears. At times flattened, notes distorting sounds that are being played in unison, grating against my mind's ears with distaste. Listening, trying to be inspired by melodies, but the music being played strays from one musician to another, never fully gathering any momentum together in unison. A distracting array of notes forming and coagulating in mid-air, not giving an appreciable concert of beautiful, natural musical delight, like many other practiced musicians. Just learning, young ones need to listen to one another as they play, so they can hear where they're at in each musical score. Cute, energetic, wanting to please, yet they have not come full circle as yet. Strands of notes being played off-key, accentuating this beginning stature in the world of music. A friend's Grandchildren, amongst them, but he hears nothing but his pride of them filling his heart.

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