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• Barbara_K says:

  November 21, 2013 at 9:17 pm

  I personally have SO MANY FAVORITES when it comes to music — instruments, styles, and all manner of music from bluegrass to classical to islands/Hawaiian — you name it, and most of it I love to listen to and even try to play. Wonderful challenge. I’ll be pondering as I fiddle at orchestra rehearsal tonight.

• Scotorum says:

  November 21, 2013 at 11:43 pm

  httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ETrr-XHBjE

  NATIONAL PRIDE

  Back in those glorious yesterdays
  when Western history made us proud,
  we bathed in the light of youthful ways.
  We turned our music up good and loud.

  When Western history made us proud
  National Anthem was often sung.
  We turned our music up good and loud.
  to celebrate life on the top rung.

  National Anthem was often sung
  in ballparks at each big game’s start.
  to celebrate life on the top rung,
  on weekends during sweet leisure’s part.

  In ballparks at each big game’s start,
  we bathed in the light of youthful ways,
  on weekends during sweet leisure’s part,
  back in those glorious yesterdays.

  Pantoum Copyright November 21st 2013 RGD

• Bettie says:

  November 22, 2013 at 1:10 am

  

  THE GHOST OF THE SKI

  *

  Look see
  The clouds
  Do tell their tails
  Ghost riders of many
  The cries of the dead even the livin cries out to the sounds of thunder
  Whaerthe it be the horses
  Are the riders of the motor cycle
  They ride long and hard kin so see
  Dark clouds rollin
  A ring of fire
  Follows
  The trail be long out laws of many the good the bad and the oh so ugly rides the skies

  *

  Written By: Bettie Davis ———————————– © November 22 , 2o13

  

• Barbara_K says:

  November 22, 2013 at 6:45 pm

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  THE MUSIC OF MY LIFE

  My heart dances with the music
  I hear within the wind,
  singing along with melodies
  from somewhere deep within,
  for as varied as the day is long
  is the music of my life,
  soothing my soul
  when nothing else can,
  propping me up when
  my mood needs a boost.

  I hear music in the moonbeams
  and the healing strains at dawn
  as birds welcome the morning
  with their symphony of song;
  I hear a gentle whisper
  as the waves caress the shore;
  I hear the rustling rhythms
  of leaves floating to the ground
  as summer slowly fades away
  and autumn is ushered in.

  And as the sun sets again
  at the end of a glorious day,
  the music of the night
  embraces my heart
  and nourishes my soul
  as together we waltz
  to velvet melodies
  that soothe rough edges
  of emotions worn thin,
  lifting my spirit again
  as peace settles within.

  (c) barbara kausteklis 11-22-13