posted on January 17, 2012 at 8:02 pm

turk coys

music came into being

we stood in the garden

a vast sunset at dawn

we listened as she sang

black as raven voice of comet

milk of kindness

web of doubt

i knew then i had to sing that song forever

my fingers grew into keys which unlocked the notes

the notes were louder than silk yet softer than sun

the moon seemed all flute

i moved her one bar to the east

darling piano i tramp on your pedals

you resonate on and unto the aether

what song did our mother sing on that morning ?

what song did our sister welcome the night ?

what song did our daughter ask to be born ?

what song did all people enter the grave ?

then i stepped up to play

but my voice was all distant

like somebody else from so long ago

its never the same no matter how often it happens

so get on that stage and on with the show

11 Responses to “frazzling dazzle”

  1. avatar
    hellbound heart | 17 January 2012 at 8:21 pm #

    This is just gorgeous….
    I love music, always will
    love always….

  2. avatar
    colette | 17 January 2012 at 8:25 pm #

    My piano does need a tune… overdue; and another hazard of Sydney’s humidity in summer – the keys stick after you hit them. I don’t need a page turner, I need a key lifter. No, it’s never the quite same which is something.

  3. avatar
    Aldo | 17 January 2012 at 9:13 pm #

    I do feel my earths movin’ hearin’you say that ,
    never mine you go tryna sing any o ‘at , Hooahny-pie …

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 17 January 2012 at 11:08 pm #

    Great pic today but I hope this doesn’t imply that your ‘under water’, if so, may the current bring you back to shore.

    Darrin K.

  5. avatar
    . | 18 January 2012 at 12:31 am #

    you’ve got a friend plays at the hair salon
    their new haircuts look good
    a little girl sings dancing in heaven
    school of seven bells plays at the record shop
    untitled 23 forever in the cd player
    another weekend in suburbia
    the machine resets
    i squint my eyes
    yawn, then sigh
    life is full of surprise

  6. avatar
    andy | 18 January 2012 at 8:36 am #

    the church actually sound like this poem.
    how is that?

  7. avatar
    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 18 January 2012 at 10:57 am #

    Abstract Illusion 11712 :

    I’ve been dreaming of wearing my red crown
    Strike king all over this windy town
    Maybe my eyes are telling me too many lies
    Can’t ask why these diamonds shining so bright.

    Now I’m running incoming like a fire plane
    I shuttle my muscles through this empty rain.

    Days without shadows the sun does not rise
    A reputation of men and flies
    Blue lit runway has slipped away
    I can’t seem to land this lfe’s plane.

    Darrin JK

  8. avatar
    Cocoamo | 18 January 2012 at 11:15 am #

    It was great to get Isadore, speaking of music from a dream. Some lovely stuff there.

    Your Friend in Pennsylvania
    (Now in Cocoa Beach)

  9. avatar
    That Girl | 18 January 2012 at 12:29 pm #

    I like this one. Life and performing no two days,performances are the same. Something to look forward to, the wonder of it all.

  10. avatar
    Lady Di | 18 January 2012 at 12:45 pm #

    So beautiful, I’m all misty.

  11. avatar
    fright stage | 18 January 2012 at 1:00 pm #

    we pray uncertainty leads to breakthrough comfort

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