Showing posts with label contra-review. Show all posts
Showing posts with label contra-review. Show all posts

Friday, October 14, 2011

The Sea . . .

Oregon Coast at Lincoln City



The colors and dreams of this music . .. 
flowed through me like a vision . . ..
long and drawn out . . . smooth as a swell on an ocean . . .
shining and reflecting a starlit sky .. ..
a calmness descends . . . the swoop of a sea bird,
a ship on a distant horizon carrying lights
that flicker and dance .  .  .
a beast of the sea . ..  remote as an island,
displaces water as clear as waves of glass . . .
a trail of foam, like white horses,
drives across the endless waters . .  .
seeking mystical shores . . .
somewhere, a great distance . . .
music rises along with the mist
on a great sea . . .


Sea and Sky
by Neuromanter





Oregon Coast October 14, 2011

Monday, May 23, 2011

Piano


I have been putting together a piano play list for the purpose of calming the students in my computer lab. Lately my students are taking a heavy series of tests. These children are so tense, and sometimes miserable, trying to figure answers to things they they struggle with at the best of times. These piano pieces I have chosen are all calming and yet uplifting. They have good spirit to their soulful expressions and I wanted to share that here. . .  but first; today I was listening to my iPod and the first album that came up on my "Play all albums" list was this one. It was immediately added to my playlist . . .. . .  I am always so impressed by the quality of work given to us to use and listen to on Jamendo.

Accarezza il vento
by Simone Cilio





treasure every second
as time goes by
each speeding second .. ..
something will die. . .
fall into the soil and become
one with the earth . . .
disappear from the grasp
if held too close . . .
a wayward balloon . ..
lost from the touch
lost from the view . ..

sweetly the melodies
flow by on strings of
a momentary connection
higher and higher

each note that gallops by
swallows time and disappears
like mist in the midday sun . . .

the music holds my beating heart. . .
I hear the hammering of its song
against my resounding bones . . .

I listen breathlessly to the music .. ..
while it becomes part of my essence
as it flows through my blood . ..
nourishing me . . .
the air around is imbued
with the incense of the song
like a dream . . . it flutters by
insubstantial …. a butterfly
against the flame of emotion . . .

to capture such beauty . .
is lost to the soul . . .
like a bubble holding the
dreams of a child. . . simple
shimmering messengers . ..
flying up to the heavens
to the angel's waiting hands . .
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music played like this is compassionate
and humble
excusing itself from the room
as it dissipates from the air waves
leaving tender memories
of such beautiful melodies
emotional and full
of loving desire . ..




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"Piano" Playlist:





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Sunset at Yachats Oregon


Sunday, May 1, 2011

I live on the Moon . . .

Irises by a friend
  


you sing by the light of the moon
and look for me in the shadows. . .
where are you my sunshine
on the other side of the world . . .
i live on the moon
where the pale tulips grow
filling their cups with the cold
rain and the falling snow ..
your smile lights a world
and makes the flowers dance
your dreams create a world
full of joy for the inhabitants . . .
i live in the dust of your loss
i live in the cold and the gray
i live where the happiest music
will never come out to play .  .  .
maybe in the darkest night
while I sit alone by my fire
solemnly watching that blue orb,
quietly glowing with glorious flare,
my heart will stop beating forever
and eternal rest my abode . . .
i die in the light of your glory
nothing but a cold hard gray stone . . .

do not mourn for me my darling,
shine your light as the brightest star. . .
heavenly sunlight in the morning,
a small bird lifts her wing to you . ..
























Brilliant be the shine of the sun

foot tapping
happy
sunshiny
grows on you
lifts your spirits
like your favorite cake
on your birthday
with candles
and everyone singing
and the sun is shining
and so many balloons
and though I never understand the words
I hear the love
and the joy
and my feet are tapping
and my face is smiling
and a moment of happiness
steals into my heart
while the gray skies and the rain
depart




(this is one of my contra-reviews to counter a very negative one that I saw on Jamendo ..  ..)
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