Day 327 - Freedom

Just try to yell a little bit louder

I can almost hear your soul's glee

Just laugh a smidgen prouder

Feeling the true moment, you're free

Dance your heart out until the end

Of the beginnings we all find ourselves in

No greater message to send

Than the reign of love can begin

I can see it twinkling in your smiles

Its embrace made by your hands

Gone for this time are all the trials

Right this second the world understands

Your soul is soaring with every beat

In this moment you are complete

Day 315 - Musical Candy

Sunset shades of a melody hoping

To pour out into the far too silent room

Flying from the fingertips of one, eloping

Times of jazz with a breath to pierce the gloom

Spreading the song of a sweet licorice stick

The most potent and mysterious of music

Day 295 - Lines in the Air

Follow that line into oblivion

We can travel anywhere

Somewhere no one else has found

We can walk off until the horizon shrinks

Because we have met a corner of the world

We made it all the way to the top

Of this sphere that is always turning

And the tiny icicle like clouds

They are each filled to the brim (and beyond

Their fluffy borders), with magic undiscovered

Today someone set the world afire

And burned our memories with beauty

That is inconceivable except

To those who have gazed into your eyes

That are emerald majesty, deeper than any ocean

We met with the crossroads of life

And watched as the world sped about

All in a hurry to go somewhere else

But you and I sat happily in the moment

As we took another breath and

Looking heavenward we stared in awe

As some fanfare of wonder sounded

Blessing those who took the moment to hear it

Lines of music paper crossing the skies

To impress tunes here and beyond

Day 285 - Then You Came Along

Honestly I stopped looking, long ago

For that bright piece of my day, that glow

But lying next to you I begin to see

Just how wondrous the small things can be.

That strand of pink in your hair

Causes me, daily, to stop and stare

At the golden partners surrounding it

My heart comes more alive in my chest, pounding it

In a smooth rhythm you would adore

So I sit down at your piano once more.

Your piano keys play the strings of my heart

My fingers find the right ones and start

To lay down all the wonders there

Of how you and I became a pair

Notes are expressing it just right today

And so louder and louder I begin to play

To awaken you gently from sleep, sunshine

How blessed I am to call you mine.

Day 258 - Piano City Keys

I weep I cry

Searching for the inside

No more blue sky

Just one more way to be denied

Don't play me like I'm ivory trust

To pour your fingers across

I am not silver, only iron prone to rust

Any tune within I, is a loss

The black keys of this city can't save me

They only echo my anguished plea

Let us try to light up the sky

From this low and dark place

Perhaps we will do more than try

And astonish this city square into grace

From the simplicity of parking lots

We have the hope of our generation

Tied into a thousand digital knots

Without any hope of explanation

We play an unfamiliar melody

Across the photographed piano city key

Day 254 - Vinyl Child

Dedicated to Ryan

Also to my parents and family who made me into the vinyl child I am

The soothing pop of vinyl

Is the lullaby of my youth

No harsh digital perfection

Only living, feeling, truth

The trust in the music

That flows with life around it

The warble of the folk voice

And the pride to sound it

Here is to the times we lived

In awe dancing to those songs

Growing up on the tunes and artists

Who righted all the wrongs

That buzz and fizz that echoes

Makes me trust in the person there

Strumming life into strings

Beating drums and filling the living air

With lullabies for every being

And for my children when they grow

Spinning, blurring on the turntable

The soothing pop, and hiss so low

Day 163 - Gross Excess

Too much is never enough

To keep us living in the rough

The chip, the scratch, it was too old

It has been far too long since it was sold

These thoughts plague us into wanting ever more

But watching such behaviors we ask what for?

The music sounds the same from each

Blasting or humming, it has the same reach

Still the same tune and melody

So what is it that we crave, honestly?

The new, the hype, the shiny beeping, buzzing toy

Should be in the hands of every American girl and boy

Or so scream the signs and advertisements that choke

Our society so heavily we can no longer revoke

Our money or insane shopping spree games

Forever trying to buy ourselves the names

That we build up, or hope to in our lifetime

Lost often when we wasted our prime

But you can hopefully say you see progression

A moving economy during our recession

Still I admit we could easily live with less

But then even I, participate in the gross excess

Day 85 - Pandora Possibilities

Pandora Possibilities

There lies a plain box, that is all

Yet it has such an alluring call

That teasingly insists, "Open me,

"Who knows the wonders you may see?"

There is always another mystery beckoning

Fighting with our mature and sound reckoning

After all curiosity is the nature of man

How did we learn what we cannot and can?

But by opening our minds to molding

And the paper box gently unfolding

Are you ready for adventure to spring out?

You may hear profound music or scream and shout

But until you open the box you will never know

So three, two, one and here we go

Day 69 - Magic Garden

Magic Garden

The path that twists around this bend

Greets the sprites to join and dance

Calling quietly out to each friend

Laughing with the cupids of romance

There is magic in this quiet place

Speeding up the growing pace

If you listen you can heard the sound

A rustle as the ivy climbs the stone

Twisting and twirling tightly bound

Nature's breath in this particular tone

And in the reviving happy green

All the small garden gnomes are seen

Day 26

If all the music was not cut short as if sweet
Life would learn all the moments we meet
Should be greeted with tunes to purify us one and all
No long allowing our passionate convictions to stall
Instead we shall spur them onward in hopes of truth
The true voices of dreams, faith, and the youth
Take up your song, it has been cut short so cruelly
Blaze the path to the unwavering and unruly
The note shall never fade to tired dust
If we give it breath, which is a must