Tag Archives: music
Unity Through Love
Please watch before reading further I have always been into music. It has been such a deep aspect of my life that I find it hard to define why, or even how, it became of such importance to me. … Continue reading
NaPoWriMo: Day 13
NaPoWriMo: Day 13 Words: minstrel, dawn, strings, blue, flow, fingers, jangle, dangle Suggestions: A few extra words today, couldn’t resist them. What role does music play in your life? When do you most need to listen to it? Your favorite … Continue reading
NaPoWriMo: Day2
For NaPoWriMo: Day2 undefined, book, lines, fear, gift, secret Okay, we’ve broken silence. I believe that any time we write, be that a poem, prose, essay, or even a shopping list, we are telling some small piece of our story. … Continue reading
Suggestions For Earth Day Posting
Attention: Artists, Poets, and Writers Suggestions For Earth Day Postings As promised, I have gathered a few suggestions for postings to meet the Earth Day challenge to speak for our Mother Earth. Images: with or without accompanying words: Example: https://1sojournal.wordpress.com/2011/06/03/mandala-stone-3/ … Continue reading
Taking A Snow Day
I have been very remiss with my blogs of late, pleading busyness. I’m caring for my Mom, trying to make Christmas gifts, finish up a project I committed myself to, and also trying to maintain some sort of routine … Continue reading
Using Time, Music, and Color
Got the lonelies last night. They crept in from the shadows and I think, planned to take up permanent residence. I chased them away with colors and music. Funny thing is, the colors and the music may have been … Continue reading
Me and the Letter M
I volunteered to respond to a letter meme, from Heather on her site: extemporaneous. I must write about at least ten things I love that begin with the letter M. I do not “love” Money, but living on a … Continue reading
Making Little Bird Memories
This Little Bird By John D Loudermilk There’s a little bird that somebody sends Down to the earth to live on the wind Born on the wind and she sleeps on the wind This little bird that somebody sends She’s … Continue reading
One of Those Days
There are those days, when I don’t wish to write prose. When as soon as I try to compose stately sentences that march cleanly across the page and down between the margins, the pen starts dancing to its own music, … Continue reading