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My Spirit is Dying

My spirit is dying,
Its embers succumb in a desolate place,
My spirit is dying,
Weary defeat, rampant upon this battlescarred face.

My spirit is dying,
The light is diminished as a lonesome dusk falls,
My spirit is dying,
Silent the night, ‘cept the loons call.

My spirit is dying,
Darkness advances, resemblant of flooding tide,
My spirit is dying,
Suspended in limbo, listless, softly, I cried.

My spirit is dying,
Sight fades, everlasting memories dwindle and wane,
My spirit is dying,
Blood infrigidates these once bloated veins.

My spirit is dying,
From this world I nonchalantly, languidly drift,
My spirit is dying,
Death steals this philanthropic gift.

My spirit is dying,
Souless cadaver lies dormant, quiescent,
My spirit is dying,
Life extinguished, reduced, obsolescent.

My spirit is dead,
I saunter the universe, a contrasting plane,
My spirit is dead,
Eternally consigned to this heavenly domain.


I am the Music!

I thought yesterday that I was devoid of ideas for another poem, its would appear I was wrong.

I slept poorly last night, was up at 4am throwing up and retching and never really went back to sleep. I just cleaned up, sipped some water and dozed. So today, imagine my surprise when a light went on inside my head and the semblance of an idea started to form. In some ways its a natural progression on something I wrote yesterday that included my love of music. So, why not something on that theme if possible?

I put on some music and just let myself drift, engrossed in the words, singing along in my mind and playing the guitar, drums and keyboards, that is the picture I saw as I just got lost in music and then the creative thought kicked in and I made a start on another poem.

I think that some day, I might return to some of my poems and change them. I am never quite satisfied with the end product, but I am a bit of a perfectionist. If a job is worth doing, its worth doing well is my mantra. I try to live by that whenever possible. However, as per usual, I digress, I shall not bore you, the reader, with more explanations of hows and whys, I shall just leave you to read and hopefully enjoy my latest offering in word form.

I am the Music!

Music is inside of me, lifting me higher and higher,
Under its wings, she carries me over seas and volcanoes of fire,
Singing melodies and harmonies, caressing, soothing,
Increasing volume, the sound is consuming,
Coursing through my veins, increasing my desire.

Music fills my soul, devours my being, I am dreaming,
Undulating sounds, notes from the sweet flute bring meaning,
Sliding guitars, soulful voices, brimming with emotion,
Inventing the rhythm, setting the beat in slow motion,
Climbing, climbing, to the edge of reasoning.

Music absorbs me and shrouds me from harm, from danger,
Under stars and moons, it circles me like a gosamer ranger,
Sounds, rich in resonance, full of desires, burning bright,
Inhibitions left behind, floating in the dark of a night,
Cares cast adrift, woes aside, this music is no stranger.

Music is everywhere,in the darkest corner,in the brightest star,
Undying in its love, quenching the thirst, taking me over,
Songs of travels and journies, away, away, take me away,
Indebted always to your soft touch, the richness of your bouquet,
Crossing galaxies, universes, exploding the supernova.

Music? I am the music, I am the conductor of orchestras and strings,
Unified in sound, played upon the instruments of princes and kings,
Sip the wine of gods, listen, hark, to heavens choir,
Imbue voices of angels, sung with aplomb,looking to inspire,
Cry with joy, rejoice in the song, the contentment music brings.