Category Archives: Musical Poetry

Rivers


Trickle down my spine
Show me who you are
Walk through the path and
Light up my world tonight

Arpeggios percolate through the air
shimmering, twinkling, and larking
a simple melody beckons and
casts back my soul

My face glimmers
snow cascades
turn back
and smile away…

linger


Leaves may fall
Winds may change
luster fades
but one thing is certain
one thing is true
three words are constant…
they will never change

And so it continues
one day after another
one foot after the other
grays softly get technicolor
but they won’t sparkle again
not like your smile
not as the sun that opens in your eyes

So what becomes of me?
just be at a standstill
waiting for that day
the day you return
I will wait for you, child
I will wait for the day our world becomes one
I will linger

Skies


Lead me where the skies, soul & body meet
Where pastures grazed with dew caress my feet
the vicinity where doubts, anxiety & plights are reaped

Show me the locale where honeysuckles bloom,
where Valhalla provides wine, food, and bounty a plenty
where peace dwells, and love glistens

Reveal to me the path of least resistance,
where I can flourish and become your hero
-who saves you from Hades, and the fires of Medhir-
where I can feel at home and rest once more…

 

Aria


In the cruel missing  where laughter and tears meet,
sing a song of despair
sing a song of agony
sing the aria of longing…

As the chords traveling to their neighboring keys, lost in the musical sea,
let the strings be your compass, and
guide you through the fog

Let the seasons change
the dust float in the wind
orange drizzling unto the coffee stained earth
grazing emerald fields

Regarding pink transparent clouds
I ponder your absence,
our plights,
the never ending colloquies,
and embraces astray by distance…

In the soul’s longing to be accord,
surround oneself in memories,
grasp the unwritten future
for it shall come anew

Under the transparent clouds
Above the mahogany earth, I shall be
in the drizzling withering orange florets
singing an aria for you.

Gray


You are neutral. a hipster of sorts,
you don’t want to be a show off nor invisibleGray Venice
the middle child of color,
gray
Assertive, yet soft
you’re a color without color
a soul without function
grey

Some say you are noble, regal, and firm like stone
others see you as dull, worthless, foggy in the snow.

I ask, my fair color
do you want to blend in?
do you want to stand out?
do you want to fight or
are you thoughtful?

Whether you are friend or foe,
keep being grey
for without you
many are not them
for without you
the world is not the same…

 

Róisín Dubh


What sin did you commit to betray your own kind?
What perturbed your soul so deeply, that you scarred your beautiful skin?
Tell me my child, no whisper, who or what did this?

In which shade of the night did your nightmares came true?
Did they feel better? Torturing you until they remained and you fade?
As the blood drips of your shoulder, heart or soul?

What will it take for you to fade away, permanently?
Is there something you can grasp? Something that can save you?
Hold on tight, for the ride is not over…

Dans la création il ya une vie


 

Chicago in the Fall

In creating, there is life. Currently I’m creating musical poetry. In a previous post I explained how I create musical poetry. However, this new piece is titled “November”. I will explain more about this piece when it’s finished, but for now here’s a teaser!

 

Instrumentation: SSAATTBB (for now)
Key: E b Major

 

I dreamt


I dreamt of us smiling without stopping
smiling with no problems
Alone. In peace
I dreamt of us. We were happy.
Away frm here, finally in our home.
I dreamt of you
of you and I
I dreamt and dreamt and I will dream without stopping
for this dream will become reality
I  won’t stop until I can achieve it
because together we’ll beat the odds
and together we shall triumph

I dreamt of the nights
the nights I cried for you
because you weren’t here
because you weren’t there
because distance is a bitch,
a bastard who robs us of our sleep
our peace
our calm
and with only a kiss…
a kiss, is all I need

I dreamt of you
alone, in the darkness
with the past, trying to escape
screaming,
crying
calling out for me…
and here I was
asking, begging
willing to sell my soul to the highest bidder
just so that I could be there & comfort you
so that I could be there & cover you
heal what ails you or
transfer it all to me
so that you can finally heal

And so, I dreamt
of your caress
I dreamt of how perfect you are
even though you say the opposite

I dreamt of you
I dreamt of me
of how perfect we are for each other
even though we fight
even though we know we’re not perfect
but in that imperfect-cy we are one
for I looked for you, and you to me
and finally,
we are together

I dreamt of us
of our future
even though it’s far away, time goes quickly luv
and we’ll finally have what we want:
A house.
Our company.
Our love.

I dreamt of us
of us, smiling without stopping
with problems, but fighting together
in peace

I dreamt of you, and we were happy
away from here
finally, in our home…

Traduction from “Soñé”
-mp

Un nouveau départ


This is the last post in the “Murmure dans le vent” series. Here, I shall expose the fourth & final movement of Tchaikovsky’s Serenade for Strings in C Major. The order in the series is as follows: “Murmure dans le vent”, “Dance for me”, and “Faithfully Unfaithful” 

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Dance for me


Third Installment in the “Murmure dans le vent” series. This poem shall expose the second movement in Tchaikovsky’s “Serenade for Strings” in C Major. For previous posts in this series you can go here part une & deux

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