Daormime.
In F minor (flute).
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The face.
That beams out to the world.
Is it the blues of sadness?
Or, the passion redness of your face?
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Daormime
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Nfaerefu
Nfaerefu.
In A flat minor (flute).
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My shadow follows me.
Even in daylight under a tree.
It keeps me in constant company.
Till I go to sleep.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Umloumy
Umloumy.
In F minor (flute).
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The horse’s trots with grace.
Dogs bark and bark.
Tails wagging madly.
And the chase is on the gun.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Sevsiliare
Sevsiliare.
In G minor (flute).
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A touch of drizzle as it begins.
Perfect flowers of, this spring.
Glamour, of the seasoning.
Trills of such a glorious spring.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Yevissdo.
Yevissdo.
In F minor (flute).
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Without knowing, you’re in love.
Like a plant facing the sun.
Except that is done.
Till you close your eyes
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Naurereso
Naurereso.
In E flat minor (flute).
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Four glasses on a round table.
None of them are full to the brim.
Yet one has a red label.
It looks like a bottle of gin.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Ndasolfa
Ndasolfa.
In D flat minor (flute).
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The calm face of the lake.
Blue and tapers at the edge.
Light waves play at its beach face.
White crabs swivel their legs.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Uymereti
Uymereti.
In C minor (flute).
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A murky old chilly day.
On a wooden plank table.
Thee cups of hot tea wait.
Two stools sadly still wait.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Smsorelo
Smsorelo.
In D minor (flute).
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A great short story.
On a blue cover book.
The images were intriguing.
It stopped me, to have another look.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Alymeoso
Alymeoso.
In Be flat minor (flute).
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A rider flashes off.
In the middle of the road.
On a bay horse.
Where to, who knows?
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.