lyrical connotations

what is that connection?
between note and spirit.
strumming strings
echo in thrumming nerves.
drumbeat becomes heartbeat.
bass booms, body swoons
sax wails, clarinet sighs …
orchestrated bliss, melodious delights.
jazz jangling, blues wallowing
swing lively stepping out.
operatic tendencies unmasked,
while rock in all its forms still SHOUTS!
causing motions from small toe tapping
to wiggles, shimmies and shakes throughout.
dancing in the darkness to celestial refrains
as stars sing above, heard only in my head.
music moves me
in ways i’ll never comprehend.
and still i ask
as it touches deeper once again
what is that connection?
between note and spirit.

July is all about Self, here is day 2 ’s wee bit of inspiring creativity.

raining again?

winds go howling by
screaming of past pains
and today’s torments
whispering of secrets unkept
of promises broken
of things … never said
murmuring of dreams long forgotten
sighing of losses, visions depleted
singing such sad songs
melancholy melodies
lulling me to sleep.

July is all about Self, here is day 1 ’s wee bit of inspiring creativity.

twilight’s melody ©Jenn

tip, tap, skitter …. plunk.
tip, tap, skitter …. plunk.

stones skipping across the expanse.
silent ripples chasing back to shore
where wavelets murmur and lap.
crickets chirping happy tunes
while scattered frogs provide percussion.
trilling swallow, warbling nightingale
voices soaring on the winds.
punctuated by the splash!
of a fish grabbing dinner.
gentle buzzing, sleepy insects humming,
leaves whisper to the rustling reeds.
an orchestration of nature’s creation
enjoyed one summer’s eve.

June is all about Sound, here is day 30 ’s wee bit of inspiring creativity.

I missed this great theme for June due to illness but July should be just as interesting exploring the Self. I will be starting off by combining self and sound so come on back to see what happens.

sssshhhushhhhh
even silence has it’s sounds.
whispering breezes and rustling leaves;
insects buzz and chirp
as night slowly settles in.
water droplets splatter down
falling from lofty eaves.
stillness all around.
except for mind,
voices chattering within.
calming, drifting with the water
rippling out once more.
quiet returns.
no sound remains.

except the beating of my heart.

forming a roar in my ears.
it’s just another sound,
making up the silence of the night.

June is all about Sound, here is day 30 ’s wee bit of inspiring creativity.

pitter – patter crept tiny feet
down the creaky stairs.
tick – tock went the clock
in the hallway clear.
small gasps of delight
from tiny mouths escaped.
as boxes shook, and thumped
rustling papers tore and shred.
joyous laughter did erupt
ohhhs and ahhhs exclaimed!
silently the parents stood
watching the glee filled scene.
happy are the sounds they hear
this morning, every year.
©Jenn

June is all about Sound, here is day 30 ’s wee bit of inspiring creativity.