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Good Evening Jon * Bettie and all WoW Love music within the soul Can`t wait to read, sing along as ones share favorite, favorites :love: :love: :love: :love: Will be back still have 2 up and wide awake giggle..Grateful Hugs all
I hope all this post cums together as I wrote this earlier before ta days date .. And all knows me have been havin problems wit YouTube as of lately .. If not cum thou know that me tried .. Giggles .. So after this post may not be postin any other videos .. Dunno .. Hugs Now
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MUSIC IN MY HEAD
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The sounds
So pretty to hear
Need to get out any way that I can
Write them down on paper
with pencil are ink
Hummm them sum times
I do
Gotta git them out
Of my head so clear
Sounds
No one hears but me
Sweet them be
To hear
If only to me
Words on paper
In my computer if will
Sum lost
More found
Lines
Lines every where
My life song
Could make a book
Well have
Yet no one sees
But the me
Yet sum few be read
Here and there
When um dead and gone
Will any one know
Really know
That it was me that wrote
These sounds
That I hear
In my head so clear
Music in my head
That I sing
Write
And yet still
Sum stay that in my head
Never to cum to light
Pretty sound they be even
If only to me
The sounds of music
In my head
Love the sound
Lonely words
Sweet one too be
Mostly sad
Yet they be
Sounds
Sounds of music
In my head
To cum out sum how
And I just wonder
Still
When um
Dead and gone
Will they be heard
Will any one really care
That I even had these sounds in my head
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Written By: Bettie Davis ————————— © November o5 , 2o12
I don’t have a poem yet…but I do have some inspiring pictures to share….
If they inspire you…please use them in your poem ….
Cheers!
Jon
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Certainly a theme close to my heart. Such a beautiful blog and challenge. Will ponder and return. Big Hugs. :love: :love: :love:
Great theme Jon…Battie….and Diane…..will think on it…..but with my head resting on a pillow….hehehehe……have a great evening!!!!! :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love:
OMG….I wrote Battie? Yes I am battie…hehe sorry Bettie……have a great evening!!!! :love: :love: :love: :love:
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It’s Just The Day
The Wind is a restless spirit this day, touching chords of a kindred sense within me. I listen to the sound of home, as it calls my name upon the breeze. I have always loved the way sounds echo in the air as the Wind rustles playfully through the leaves on enamored trees. Their leafy arms swaying and dancing to the inner melody of Nature’s eternal rhythm. Reminding me of when I first glimpsed the Ocean years ago…
The sound of the Ocean… her resonate, lingering, universal harmonies. Her enticing sight, still visually muted, only shades of shadow moving in cadence with thunderous sound embracing the vast darkness. Ever-brief, the flickers of starlight glimmer sparkles, interwoven betwixt and between. The Sky still too full of Night’s rapture to unfold its dusky haven, offering it up to Dawn’s sweet light. A symbolic gesture of familiar greeting and knowing surrender.
However, merely hearing her sacred voice upon the wind, I was beckoned forth into a realm of utter soul-delight. I stood there upon the brown sugar sands, breathless, yet never had my breath been more complete, nor had I felt more alive than in that moment when time stood still, and the Ocean and I became one.
My heart’s beating, became its never-ceasing ebb and flow. My skin moistened with the dew of cool sea mist. Tasting the salt air in the back of my throat, as it rushed past my nostrils into my hungry, waiting lungs aching to be filled with its vaporous life force. The lulling sound of the waves surrendering to the shore upon their final sojourn, abundance in their rejoicing the journey home, filling my ears and my heart until they were overflowing that I felt I would burst with wonder.
There was something so much deeper than mere sight could avail. A profound feeling reaching up from the very bottom of my own depths, reaching up… and out. Embracing the lost and lonely parts of me, which now knew a solace basking in discovery. Senses reeling, attuned to the fathomless depths before me, and the ecstasy that filled every fiber of my being within.
My thoughts drifting upon the undulating currents of watery bliss, and I knew this was my destiny. To venture to the Ocean once again. To roam those sandy shores, the surf taunting, lapping at my feet in friendly welcome. Gulls soaring above cloudless heights, only before imagined, which now my longing heart can reach.
It’s just the day.
THE BEAT IS ON
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Kin so hear
The piano play that funky beat
It reach
Right down in my soul
Have to play it loud and hard
Makes my heart
Pound with much joy
Lay down that beat
Deep
Down in the heart
Have ta put my mic to me ears
Get it all
Down inside my soul to be
Get it out
To the streets
Beat down git down
Git you beat on
Music
It is love
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Written By: Bettie Davis ——————- © November 28 , 2o12
Hero
There’s a hero
If you look inside your heart
You don’t have to be afraid
Of what you are
when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you’ll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you
Endless Love for love you are
You Are Loved within feel
WInd Beneath Your Wings
you are never alone
Somewhere Over The Rainbow
You Are My Angel
so,
Climb Every Mountain make
Memories
God bless you God Bless The USA :love: :love: :love: :love:
My Marching Songs
There are words that push me forward –
the non-stop pulse of words in mind,
the products of some random writer,
somehow inside me these words i find.
“Love is but a song we sing”.
We’ll get there bye and bye.
We will find eternal love
with “The Spirit in the Sky”.
“Do you need somebody to love?”
Don’t let your dreaming die.
Have patience with life’s “Slow Turning” .
“To Live is to Fly”.
This indulgence is a small tasting
of ipod tunes i play at times.
We musn’t let the spirit go wasting,
we joyously march to many rhymes.
(c) Tony Hansen
11-29-12
I feel the beat sing in my head.
Lets me know I’m not dead.
I hear the words of love.
It is enticing I think it comes from up above.
For this is the music for love
I’m listening hard to the words.
Writing from the heart.
I wont be torn apart.
For this is the music for love.
I hear the beat vibe through my veins .
It flows like crème.
It helps me to dream.
Everything is alright it seems.
For this is the music for love.
I’m dancing.
I’m prancing .
I’m in love with love and the music that plays in my ears.
It takes away all my fears.
For it is the music for love.
OK, time to shake things up a little !
A Song of Sharing
We hear the same music day after day,
and from our good side everything looks ok.
What tunes do we know to make sickness go away?
What songs could despair, loneliness, and poverty allay?
If we don’t sing out about it, the sameness will stay.
Hollow singing echoes in the vast universe.
Superficially is at once a defense and a curse.
We look away from horrors we choose not to see.
With too many possessions we are mired in emotional poverty.
If we could only join in with the singing,
together one love the world we’d be bringing.
If we are lucky to have a house in order,
with a small surplus of caring we could be an exporter.
Is it from blindness or do we choose not to see?
One is to be pitied, the other verges on criminality.
Must we give away all that we possess –
something well-short of that is my guess.
Some sharing and caring and time I profess –
what is your comfort level in a world in distress?
(c) Tony Hansen
11-29-12
THE MUSIC IN ME
They say that beans
are the musical fruit
But they must pass through
my alimentary canal
in order to toot.
Copyright November 30th 2012 RGD
MORNING SONG
Soothing my soul
with each note they sing,
the music of the moonbeams
takes my breath away,
as together we journey
toward Dawn’s first light,
symphonic splashes of color
and the music of the day.
Gentle waves that whisper
the sweetest morning song,
their melodies and rhythms
flowing across those spaces,
the canvas of my mind;
calming and transporting
the innermost parts of me;
note by note releasing
emotions deep inside,
note by note releasing
what has been hidden
inside of me.
And in a splendid moment,
and Dawn’s epiphany,
peace settles upon my heart
and within my woul
with the music
that morning sings.
(c) barbara kausteklis 11-29-12
All such wonderful pieces posted. Sorry to have gotten here so late. Must be off to orchestra rehearsal now. :love: :love: :love:
Thanks ever so much for all that came / shared and the awesomeness turn out on Blog here ta nite .. And an extra thanks to Jon for set up .. Its been much joy and fun .. Sorry waz now able ta post me vibes those .. Still workin on it .. Giggles .. Hugs Now :love: :love: :love: :love:
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