Guitar-fretted steps extended up beyond spacing
Climbing from the bottom sends my heart racing
These musical frets // are made for young ones chasing
Each other up and down // squealing // and with laughter piercing…
Like a violin being played sadly for the very first time
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
The word fret has several meanings. One means to fuss or complain. Another is to carve out in parallel lines, such as in architecture. Then there are the frets on a musical instrument like a guitar, which are brass strips placed at intervals and used for giving the strings varied pitches. Today at d’Verse Kim suggested we write a Quadrille, of only 44 words, using some form of fret! I have attempted to use it as an adjective describing a long set of steps at our local park. I saved this photo for the last two years trying to think of a way to use it in a poem. This was the perfect opportunity to do so.
Love how you described it. Perfect.
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Thank you so much for your kind comment!
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Perfect photo for perfect poem. I really enjoyed both.
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Thank you so much!
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Yes, and you used it perfectly! Good job! 👍🏽
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Thanks Jan, I appreciate your comment!
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nice share roth
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Thank you very much!
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Such lovely words.
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Thank you very much for you comment!
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nice connection between music and youth
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The picture is perfect. A violin played sadly for the first time. A youth’s climb up. What a description. So many layers here.
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Thank you Mary! I am glad you noticed that!
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Cool photo with poem!
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Thanks Lynn!
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I like the poem and the picture – ever onward and upward
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Thank you very much!
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I like the connection you make between literal steps and music. Looks like one step for every word to me. I sat through a lot of concerts when my kids were in school and all kinds of sounds come out of those instruments in the beginning 🙂
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Thanks Jade. Yes, there were a lot of steps. Too many for me to climb any more. Tuning a violin can be rather unsettling!
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You are welcome, and I think I would be daunted by those steps as well.
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I’m so glad you picked up on the different meanings and incorporated your photograph of those very unusual step, Dwight! Perspective is wonderful, the ability to see guitar frets in steps and then extending the image into sadness and joy.
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Thanks Kim. This was a very unusual inspiration for sure! I appreciate your kind words.
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Lovethe comparison of the steps to quitar frets. Children playing musical steps. i like it Dwight!
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Thanks Rob!
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Didn’t know there was more than one meaning to fret.
Great poem.
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Thanks. Yes, there are a few other definitions.
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I can just see (and hear) kids running up and down those stairs….all frets disappear in the joy of that movement! 🙂
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It would be a great time for sure. A place to take the grandchildren… and listen to the music! Thank you so much for your kind comments!
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Perfect photo to go with your words- marvelous Dwight!
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Thank you Linda for you kind words.
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I love this … the reference to scales and scaling and the vigor of youth… wonderful
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Thank you so much Bjorn!
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It really DOES look like guitar frets!!
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Who would have imagined!! Thanks!
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Great eye (and pen!)
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Thank you!
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Love this, Dwight! Fits so well with this wonderful photo.
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Thanks Sara… It was an inspiration waiting to happen!
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Carefully Crafted Shape poem, sifts seamless with the photo, I followed the frets down down down naturally into the words. Lot’s of guitars/violins this quadrille, I guess when we fret we might get strung out. Those steps are made for us all, but there is something special about a violin being played for the first time, and I feel your joy in the empathy of seeing youth explore and race and discover.
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Thank you Lona, I am not as young nor as skinny as I used to be. I leave climbing up and down for the young one. I love guitar and violin music. The steps and the instruments seemed to just come together! It was an interesting prompt.
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