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Sunday, May 3, 2015

Vibrations . . .



A garden in France - Eyrignac


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the universe
a glad place . . . sad . . .
eternally vibrating
 . . . its song as a dance . . .
waves leap and soar
jiggling and wiggling . . .
my hand touches light . .  holding it back
like water it drips through my fingers . .
exploring . .  exploding
vibrating through space . . .
the stars
on their course
are mere vibrations . . . a nucleus,
old universe cast offs . . .
building my body . .
to jump
and sway . . . vibrate to the music . ..


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Trance with a silver glow . .. the beat is strong and the melody is brilliant . .. 
soft . . . and enticing . . .



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Rain falls . . . dancing through the storm . . .
water molecules vibrating through the thousand nights . . .
life is energy and the music feeds the soul  . . .




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The song of birds shred the morning air
and the sound of music follows with soft clouds
interspersed through the rising sun . . .
night sleeps and the moon slips over the mountains . . .



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an acoustic guitar rambles through the night . . . dreaming of life and the year behind
and all the little sunbeams fall
to brighten those days . . .


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sincere dreams . ..  left alone
under the front porch . . .
of the abode of the gods . . .
becoming beautiful and dreamy . . .
as the long for the open skies . . . and mossy roots . . 



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So beautiful . . . like a trip through life . .  
humanity looks
to the stars and the depths of the seas
to find it's gods . . .  and sees
that they are just as lost . . . as all the
rest of creation.  



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I find on the darkened pathway . . 
the end of all roads
and there a light leads me
to a picture of you .. ..
deep in the soul searching melody
a heart of sorrow bleeds
and is only lifted by the song of surrender
and a still bright picture of you  . . . 




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Walking in other's moccasins . . .
Dreaming the song of Hope . . the stars
catch our hearts . .
holding them inside their burning darkness . . .
follow the trail there
follow it close . . .





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Saturday, April 25, 2015

My Song is About My Brother . . .







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our lights
beam bright in
a forgotten darkness
shining along broken pathways . . 
shadowing out pitfalls and obstacles . . 
as we dance along . . .
wandering hearts
find the story
behind the song

of the other . . . who is my brother . . .

I need your hand like the rose
needs the thorn
and the sky
desires eagles . . . flying through . . . 
like arrows burning in the sun . . .
a moment pauses . . . and then you
are gone, only to
become the dust
that blinds my eyes . . . 

I weep . . . for my brother

a lonely stone wears down beneath the storm
sinking into oblivion . . . its passage
unknown .. ..
I watch for you
possessing your safety . . . 
I will not let you sink 
beneath the unbecoming slime . . 

for . . . you are my brother . . 

**************  I overheard a kindergartener, in my computer lab, softly telling another student, "My song is about my brother . . ."   I couldn't resist it as a title . . . it fit my poem and it fit my heartache and desire . . .  that we reach out to help our brothers . . . everyone. I am thinking about desperate people reaching out for help . .  only to be rejected . .  

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Today I needed some chill . . . light and easy listening . . . a place to dream . . .
so I looked through old albums . . . nothing really new here to share . . . just some of my old favorites with a couple of my old reviews. (reviewing under: PurpleOrca, wolfsongthepoet and orangeupurple.


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PurpleOrca: Hear this peaceful and calming piano . .. played with sweet emotion and the feel of the heart's love and tension's release as the compassionate cool waters of heaven's piano washes over the soul of the listener. - "The Best Between the Lines" Hear the meltingly warm and honeyed tones of songs and singers to bring the tears to your eyes as you listen and are given hope of redemption and love. - "You Will Be Loved" Hear the powerful percussion crashing through the senses and sensibilities and removing the cobwebs and lethargy of denial and retreat and forming a - ". . . New Life With Me." Hear the long trip through space and time and the tempo of power pacing with the flight into freedom and connection with environments of peace and pleasure. -"Connected" Hear the beautiful voices in this duet and that soft gentle piano and instrumental melody which holds you tight and charms the tensions from your aching heart. - "Where Are You Now." Hear the message of hope and wonder in the uplifting yet dulcet tones of this melody, "Running Out Of Time" See through the lens of multitudinous colors, feel the tenderness and compassion, smell the gardens of generous beauty . . . your senses will guide you as you listen to this music.


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OrangeuPurple: Sliding into the night . . . deep flows the dark like a mythical beast. . . the dragon driving my emotions - the dark of the music, moves with the tempo of a free soul hindered only by the emotions grown through the passing of time, and the wings of the angel lifts me to be above the flood . . . the deep salty seas running from the weeping eyes of the bloody dragon. . . Music to ease my agonies . . . - M^^W -



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No Chill can be shared by me without including this artist's heart felt music . . .




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Another favorite of mine is the music from Tunguska Electronic Music Society . .  Love their Chill:


     
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Sunday, April 19, 2015

The Art of Dreams . . ..





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.



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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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