Showing posts with label sing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sing. Show all posts

Monday, October 9, 2023

DON’T TOE THE LINE

 

Source:onezia

DON’T TOE THE LINE

A road that’s not taken

is a road forsaken.

Do not turn your face

from the hectic race.

Follow the bright lights

to achieve great heights.

Don’t hang your head in fear,

for your time is now here.

Take your place in the curving line

of others who won’t toe the line.

Rev up your engine and soar

with your foot pressed to the floor.

You have only one chance

in life to sing and dance.

Let this be your time

not to toe the line.

Sunday, June 26, 2022

SING ME A SONG

 

Sing me a song.

Write me a melody.

Stroke the keys.

Massage the ivories.

Raise your voice high

So I can hear your words.

Words of hope and loss.

Sing them loud and clear.

I close my eyes.

I can hear your words.

I see your fingers

Stroking the keys.

The words take flight.

They reverberate through time.

They leave your lips

To land on mine.

A sweet melody

To soothe my advancing years.

A pretty song

To fill my empty soul.

Monday, December 6, 2021

SING ME A SAD SONG

Source:randomthoughtsforabeautifulgirl

Sing me a love song.

Rhyme me a sad tale.

The woe of heartbroken lovers

whose tinny cries take to the air.

The needle rides the grooves.

Round in a circle, it goes.

No beginning or end,

like a tear refusing to fall.

A song without an end.

The melody echoes through eternity.

One jump and scratch at a time.

Tuesday, November 5, 2019

SING ME A SONG


moving piano keys

SING ME A SONG 
Sing me a song. 
Write a melody 
Of times gone by 
And moments lost in time. 
Stroke the keys. 
Massage the ivories. 
Raise your voice high 
So I can hear your words. 
Words of hope and loss. 
Sing them loud and clear. 
Stories of faraway places 
And times that are gone. 
I close my eyes. 
I can hear your words. 
I see your fingers 
Stroking the keys. 
The words take flight. 
They reverberate through time. 
They leave your lips 
To land on mine. 
A sweet melody 
To soothe my advancing years. 
A pretty song To fill my empty heart.

Tuesday, December 11, 2018

ONE SONG




ONE SONG

Sing me a love song.
Rhyme me a sad tale.
The woe of heartbroken lovers
whose tinny cries take to the air.
The needle rides the grooves.
Round in a circle, it goes.
No beginning or end.
Like a tear that refuses to fall.
A song without an end.
The melody echoes through eternity.
One jump and scratch at a time.

Monday, April 2, 2018

PLAY ME A SONG


“Self Portrait with a Harp” (1791) (detail) by Rose-Adélaïde Ducreux (1761-1802).

Play me a song.
Don’t get me wrong.
I love your singing voice.
But the harp is my choice.
The music soothes my sad soul.
From the day taking its toll.
I need the music today.
Please sit down with me and play.

Monday, October 2, 2017

WRITE ME A MELODY


piano
Sing me a song.
Write me a melody
Of times gone by
And moments lost in time.

Stroke the keys.
Massage the ivories.
Raise your voice high
Until I hear your words.

Words of hope and loss.
Sing them loud and clear.
Stories of faraway​ places
And times that are long gone.

I close my eyes.
I can still hear your words.
I can see your fingers
Stroking the black and white.

Your words have taken flight.
They reverberate through time.
They have left your lips
To land on mine.

A sweet melody
To soothe my advancing years.
A pretty song

​To wipe away my empty tears.

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

ROYALTY





I sing my song.
I can’t be wrong.
I am king of the day
Until I fly away.


I sing my song. 
I can’t be wrong.
I am king of the day
Until I fly away.

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

PLAY ME A SONG


“Self Portrait with a Harp” (1791) (detail) by Rose-Adélaïde Ducreux (1761-1802).

Play me a song.
Don’t get me wrong.
I love your singing voice.
But the harp is my choice.
The music soothes my sad soul.
From the day taking its toll.
I need the music today.
Please sit down for me and play.

Friday, October 2, 2015

SING ME A SONG








SING ME A SONG
Sing me a song.
Write me a melody.
Of times gone by
And moments lost in time.

Stroke the keys.
Massage the ivories.
Raise your voice high
Until all can hear your words.

Words of hope and loss.
Sing them loud and clear.
Stories of far away places
And times long gone.

I close my eyes.
I can still hear your words.
I can see your fingers
Stroking the keys so softly.

The words have taken flight.
They reverberate through time.
They have left your lips
To land in my heart.

A sweet melody
To soothe my advancing years.
A pretty song
To fill my empty heart.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

FOOD FOR THE SOUL

FOOD FOR THE SOUL

violin


The bird sings in his cage.
Happy to be alive.
The musician plays his violin.
In perfect harmony with the bird.
Nature at its best.
Beauty in its simplicity.
Food for our minds and souls.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

ESCAPE


blackoutraven:

harmonies

Do what you enjoy most.
Read, play music, sing….
Escape into your own fantasy world.
Refresh your mind and energy.
You’ll be more than ready
to face the world once again.
blackoutraven:

harmonies

Do what you enjoy most.
Read, play music, sing….
Escape into your own fantasy world.
Refresh your mind and energy.
You’ll be more than ready
to face the world once again.