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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
I’m in the middle of a writing session for a new song River Running and thought you’d like to see some of the initial concept pages. It’s always a challenge to have an idea come to mind and then spend weeks figuring out if it’ll work or not. I’m drawing a comparison between a stream becoming a river […]
