Cavorting, cajoling, defining joy in dances of
perfection.
Musically unfolding lives with precision, numbing
sorrow for the time being.
Allowing a deep well of happiness to flow up and out
of souls.
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Intelligent conversations being carried on in realms of bikers on their harleys, enjoying the festive moods of bike week.
Offering themselves to the scenery and watching allotments ofother’s, carrying on traditions of a lifetime.Riding the blackened tar of rhythm down highways of life, holdingonto layers of yesterday’s thoughts.Becoming the interior patches of yesterday’s travels.Continuing in all areas of intellect to borrow wisdom’s dimensionsand walking through them with nothing to worry about.
Crossing thresholds of heaven, not wanting to come back to earth.
Needing to cross over more often, I pray that soon I’ll have served my purpose on earth and can then go home.
Hiking up and down the scales,
essence of every melody.Selecting many colors to add tothe vibrancy of every tone.A higher caliber of music,reaching for a more intenseformula to begin anew with.
Tears, washing and cleansing, yet not removing an iota
bursting with grief.Songs and words of comfort do not seem to touch my soul,they only cause my heart to swell and my tears to fall.Each tear like a watery grave holding my Dad close to meas they fall slowly down my face.Dad cannot be held or hugged, nor can my tears as theywash sorrow over…
In the stillness of the afternoon, melodies are emitted into the space of my mind, wandering about, enjoying tones and rhythms, penetrating thoughts, filling them with prose taken in from every note and beat being played.
TW’s Blues Attitude Band sets me down on straightened paths of enlightenment, taking me to new heights of interior rhythms.A pleasant experience on a hot summer, Arizona afternoon.