Frank, at the Dverse bar as requested a Septet, (poem of seven lines), for Thursday night’s session of Meeting the Bar:
The septet seven in a row
In flatter “E” wail, “mom not now”
A raucous racket, what a row
As mom prepares their final bow
All seven heads are bowing low
Lullabies rock their cradled bough
Such sweet refrains her chords bestow
Writing a septet is like getting seven children lined up in a row with their final bow.
Ha ha, so true. I was thinking also about the performers , the septet. Thank you Frank π
Yes, would take some time getting seven kids ready to do anything. Take a bow for a clever and perceptive septet!
Ha ha, thanks Georgina. Yes, I’d have big problems dealing with seven babies all at once. Thank you for visiting π!
Oh my! I cannot imagine having septets….or 7 children! We do have 5 lovely grandchildren….and about twice a year we see them all together (two 12 year olds; two 10 year olds; and one 8 year old). It is always a wonderful, fun and raucous time!
Had not even thought of this meaning for “septet.” Good one!
Oooooh….just read other comments and realize you meant the performers…I’m not familiar with them so took it to mean children as well. Either way….a great response to the prompt!
Thanks Lillian. I’m not sure just what i meant. I just wanted to try and make the seventh year celebration. Thanks a bunches π !
I couldn’t fathom it. We don’t have any kids at all. Seven seemed like a good number, lol
A beautiful and clever poem
Thanks Jay. The title sounded to md ljke some kind of choral group
A sweet septet this is, with the mother preparing the final bow ~ Thanks goodness it was the performers, and not children.
Thanks Grace. I don’t know how anyone could handle septuplets, singing or not. I used to work in a daycare office in front of a room full of singing babies. They had nerves of steel, lol.
Clever and fun, and rocks rhythmically, would be fun to skip to.
Thanks Lona. You could skip to it, just trip over the Septets
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