Art | Nature | Creativity
“The greatest songwriters are seldom songwriters alone. Some are creative polymaths while others synthesize elements from an array of forms into a wider songwriting vision. Kathy Muir is more than a songwriter.”
Where once they fell ‘neath a bloodshot sky To the screech of shells That shredded lives Flowers now suck from decaying bones In soil rich with fallen memories No rifles or bayonets, just dirt and stones In land steeped with gorious deeds Felled where stood, they rise to nature’s beat Folded in ground now offering release Flowers grace land where […]
Feed the belly, feed it well Power love’s engine and ring the bell. Onward. Or no stories will ever tell Of flaming surprises Scorching midnight’s horizons That warmed love’s hope by which many fell If dim, take a candle and light it there Cup it closely and give all to share For without flame there […]
Where once they fell ‘neath a bloodshot sky To the screech of shells That shredded lives Flowers now suck from decaying bones In soil rich with fallen memories No rifles or bayonets, just dirt and stones In land steeped with gorious deeds Felled where stood, they rise to nature’s beat Folded in ground now offering release Flowers grace land where […]
Soundcloud – a bedrock of inspiration. I was listening to my favorite playlist on Soundcloud. Entitled Brotherly Love – because my brother got me into ambient music – the playlist contains nearly 100 tracks. Anyways, I was on my teeny balcony watching the sun set over the horizon when this song came on. For whatever reason, […]
I had a morning dream, but not like the usual ones in which I often dream of melodies. In this dream on this particular morning I dreamt of words. each line made sense but their order did not. I took to bed a pen and paper and wrote as much as I could before they faded […]
