Sometimes I look for the poetry in music and searching my soul and heart I find words to express my feelings as I listen . . . these do not make true "reviews" but in some way I can share my thoughts and feelings . . . I only share music I enjoy . . . music I want to stay in touch with . . . . to listen again and again . . . Sometimes the artists remove their albums and that leaves a hole in my heart . . . when I find the generic playlist to fill that void, it's not quite the same .. . FYI . . .
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Celtic dreams and the song of the wild things . . .
walking down that long road
I hear the music of the skies . . .
and the clouds are my companions
and somewhere the sun will rise
to dance with stars across the
ever blooming skies . . .
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Hmmm . . . warm lovin' . . . dream on that smooth voice . . .
the sounds, the percussion . . . the vision of the music
takes the listener down that road
exploring possibilities . . .
slow and calming . . . the music drifts . . .
like wishes on the wind . . .
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Warm and mellow on my mind . . . each stroke of the strings
brings resounding comfort . . . a shelter before the storm . .
plentitude and peace . . after.
A little piano bar somewhere . . .
the musician dreams . . . . and his fingers follow the pathway . ..
bringing the listener along . . . into places of beauty . .
and heart filling comfort and joy . . .
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Magic . .. like water falling from the skies as tears
they flow in little rivulets . . . catching all the flower petals . .
the atmosphere is soft and gentle
like watercolor dreams . . . and fireflies light up the skies . . .
dancing to the soft and gentle music . . .
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Dramatic and epic . . . the song of despair . . we head into war though our hearts turn away . .
turmoil and emotion spew out from the loins of our soul . . . lust and greed
determine our roads . . . and where we meet . . we battle . .
and here we lose our souls, blood covered, dejected . . . our worlds are scarred . . .
our hearts lonely . . . when we stand at those crossroads . . . alone . . .. surrounded by the beauty of the earth!
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Quiet and spacey . . . we float on the ether . . . the nexus to the Universe . . .
the darkest places, specked with the brightest . ..
the flow of heat and cold . . . I am brightest at my darkest moments . .
I am a star drifting through all eternity . . .
my colors are my hope as I draw you nearer . . .
floating through space . . .
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Drones . . . slow and atmospheric are seriously good for
the headache. Be at peace and let the music flow over you
like cool water on a hot day, scented with the outdoors . .
the peace of plenty green . . . the night drifting over
with the song of the stars . . .
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Beautiful and sweet . . . the freshness of these pieces has a cool
ambient appeal . . . dreamy and wise . . we let our eyes glue to the
distant horizon, away from the crashing waves,
where the clouds and the birds gather . . . to rise
and soar where our hearts follow . . .
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