Eumjaoy.
In C major (clarinet).
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Winter in spring.
That’s how it swings.
Not a change one expects.
If only looking at nature with respect.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Eumjaoy
Author Archives: Sam Formosa
Slaraino
Slaraino
In D major (clarinet).
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A pony in the sky.
Real, not a lie.
Could see, with one eye.
At the bottom of the glass.
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#Slaraino
Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Ilnano
Ilnano.
In F major (oboe).
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Think with the ink.
Jot it down really well.
There is a rhythm as well.
Go flow, go well.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Wonoely
Wonoely.
In G major (oboe).
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Hibernating for so long.
In the dim light all alone.
Not an eye came along.
Till one day someone wrote a song.
But then, it transformed my tone.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Rzuiseo
Rzuiseo.
In G major (oboe).
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Hibernating they are.
Still, hold their meaning so far.
Many around-sun trips went by.
Still waiting for their new start.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Enmilioty
Enmilioty.
In B major (oboe)
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Text erected on a full page.
Kind of totemic form of state.
Yet, at the far distance say.
What would they mean, and what would you say?
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Tolliquy
Tolliquy
In C major (clarinet).
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A cool stream flows.
With words that I did not spoke.
Of changes with every drop.
To merge with the sea below.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Tuoneuy
Tuoneuy.
In G major (viola).
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The foggy air is full of tricks.
On a night of sounding hiss.
Remembrances of what when trough.
Absolve by the morning sun too.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Olleukio
Olleukio.
In F major (viola).
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The man who corrupted the world.
Don’t know his name.
It does not sit in the alphabet.
Nor bleeds from the pen.
It’s soundless and still, there.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Geejiera
Geejiera
In B3 major (cello).
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Picking the pace of time.
Moving where we left off again.
On a long ride to the end.
On a beach that never ends.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.