Tag Archives: life

Performance, Like Life

Performance, Like Life ~~~~~ Like life, ready or not, this guitarist jumps right in without introduction. Like life, he struggles, even if he has played before. We all study and play, learning the myriad songs and parts, recurring themes, mistakes echoing. We practice, hoping to grow into our music, know it in our bones, hearts. […]

No Difference

No Difference ~~~~~ Pluck the strings, our ligaments. Feel the beat impact on our skin, As we don dusty, dun cerements. No difference if we lose or we win. ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave a comment and let me know what you think. See […]

Ecstasy and Madness

Ecstasy and Madness ~~~~~ What would it feel like, Ecstasy, a brief moment? If we were unprepared, would it drive us mad? Madness may be sacred, yet, we treat it as malady. If we really listened truly What then might we learn? ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment […]

Memory

Memory ~~~~~ Music alone can carry us to lands far-off in distance, time, where we remember or we imagine where we are, how we feel. The stately motion, a wandering river. Hear birds sing sweetly, as they flit along the shore. Though we sail past, leave them behind; they are with us, still. Do we […]

Climbing

Climbing ~~~~~ A lone, patient figure, without, within, Standing quietly upon a mountaintop, Deep within a forest, one with a waterfall, Steadily climbing up the stairs of the sky, Tenuous, strong, watcher and watched. ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave a comment and let me […]

Express Me

Express Me ~~~~~ Art must be thrown ahead of what is happening now, like a quarterback’s pass must be thrown to where a receiver will be, not where they were when the pass was thrown. Similarly, I must decide what art is for me, besides pretty pictures. What appeals to me, mostly isn’t typical, but […]

Different Words

Different Words ~~~~~ At the end of yet another day miles and miles away from home. I wonder what’s true, that I have to say. Do I find new vistas, when I roam? Is it but a different view of life, like I stepped sideways, turned my head? My balance point, the edge of a […]