lift my little hatchet to the sky
music as a refuge
the ukulele a blessing
simple chords
huge potential for
songs of joy and pain
singalongs around a fire
bring alongs on a hike
mobile music
the one thing
the thing that makes life right
the rebel that lives
in the songs
perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!
Re: perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach 10,000 stars how not to dance.
e e cummings
e e cummings
Re: perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!
music has no demonstrable effect
upon the aggressive behavior of indigent fauna
nor upon the rotational dynamics
of planetary bodies -
but it sure as hell
can bring a rainy day to life
or bust a writer's block
or turn tears of anger
into those of joy
or vice-versa -
it can fill silence with song
evict ennui
offer a troubled spirit
a mug of tea and warm slippers -
tasty nourishment for the soul
and it comes in so many flavors -
robust or delicate
tangy or smooth
light, dark roast, even decaf -
choose - or make your own
it's there for the taking
upon the aggressive behavior of indigent fauna
nor upon the rotational dynamics
of planetary bodies -
but it sure as hell
can bring a rainy day to life
or bust a writer's block
or turn tears of anger
into those of joy
or vice-versa -
it can fill silence with song
evict ennui
offer a troubled spirit
a mug of tea and warm slippers -
tasty nourishment for the soul
and it comes in so many flavors -
robust or delicate
tangy or smooth
light, dark roast, even decaf -
choose - or make your own
it's there for the taking
.
"If one could deduce the nature of the Creator from a study of creation, it would appear that He has an inordinate fondness for beetles." -- evolutionary biologist J B S Haldane, (1892-1964)
"If one could deduce the nature of the Creator from a study of creation, it would appear that He has an inordinate fondness for beetles." -- evolutionary biologist J B S Haldane, (1892-1964)
Re: perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!
the music plays -
schuman's 8th symphony
dark, yearning, a heart in crisis -
so unlike the sunlight
pouring in through the windows -
splashing off the kitchen counter
painting oblongs on my bedroom wall -
snow fell last night
only a dusting
just enough to paint my car white
and hide the mud from view
my eyes delight in the blue sky
the benevolence of the morning light
warming the exhausted woods -
yet my ears mournfully respond
to angry brass and frantic strings -
the darkness lurking within stirs
and rolls over
in its sleep
better that it slumber
on a morning with such promise
schuman's 8th symphony
dark, yearning, a heart in crisis -
so unlike the sunlight
pouring in through the windows -
splashing off the kitchen counter
painting oblongs on my bedroom wall -
snow fell last night
only a dusting
just enough to paint my car white
and hide the mud from view
my eyes delight in the blue sky
the benevolence of the morning light
warming the exhausted woods -
yet my ears mournfully respond
to angry brass and frantic strings -
the darkness lurking within stirs
and rolls over
in its sleep
better that it slumber
on a morning with such promise
.
"If one could deduce the nature of the Creator from a study of creation, it would appear that He has an inordinate fondness for beetles." -- evolutionary biologist J B S Haldane, (1892-1964)
"If one could deduce the nature of the Creator from a study of creation, it would appear that He has an inordinate fondness for beetles." -- evolutionary biologist J B S Haldane, (1892-1964)
Re: perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!
I paint to distract myself
from the iconoclasts....
I uncap tubes of contained acrylics
and squeeze colors onto a blank palette
and begin to mix a dash of this with that
to embolden sections of my canvases
and bring cathartic healing to my heart....
to help me forget about the death
and the destruction, the monsters, and to open
my eyes so wide they can see beyond the obvious
discord and turn my attention to bringing that canvas to life
and urging me to remember how beautiful life can truly be
when the barren is relegated to the back forty.
It's a magic trick, a sleight of paintbrush,
of mind, of memory, and even though it's a balm
of temporary relief, it serves its purpose
to not wait for another shoe to drop,
but initiate engagement with the world of imagination
from the iconoclasts....
I uncap tubes of contained acrylics
and squeeze colors onto a blank palette
and begin to mix a dash of this with that
to embolden sections of my canvases
and bring cathartic healing to my heart....
to help me forget about the death
and the destruction, the monsters, and to open
my eyes so wide they can see beyond the obvious
discord and turn my attention to bringing that canvas to life
and urging me to remember how beautiful life can truly be
when the barren is relegated to the back forty.
It's a magic trick, a sleight of paintbrush,
of mind, of memory, and even though it's a balm
of temporary relief, it serves its purpose
to not wait for another shoe to drop,
but initiate engagement with the world of imagination
the death of empathy is the birth of barbarism
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