SING ME A SONG

Sing me a song.

Write me a melody.

Stroke the keys.

Massage the ivories.

Raise your voice high

So I can hear your words.

Words of hope and loss.

Sing them loud and clear.

I close my eyes.

I can hear your words.

I see your fingers

Stroking the keys.

The words take flight.

They reverberate through time.

They leave your lips

To land on mine.

A sweet melody

To soothe my advancing years.

A pretty song

To fill my empty soul.

LIVE THE FANTASY

 

1 Prey Escape reality

 

5 Stars Review of PREY FOR THE DEAD

From excellent writing and grammar to amazing storytelling I highly recommend this book! Now, this author has a new fan.

 

THE BOOK

 

the book

 

Please take a closer look.

Something’s wrong with this book.

The words have come alive,

Breaking free to survive.

They are bursting forth with pride.

Smoke is pouring forth from inside.

Words need to be loved and shared

And not forced alone and scared.

Let the stories escape and play.

They will serve to brighten your day.

SOLITUDE

ocean wallpaper

 

A rare commodity is solitude.

It can be easily misunderstood.

To be all alone with no one else around.

You can do this in the air or on the ground.

You can sail off in the blue sea,

Or hop on a plane without me.

We can all use some time alone

Without T.V. or telephone.

Time to think about your goal.

You will come back feeling whole.

PLAY ME A SONG

harp

“Self Portrait with a Harp” (1791) (detail) by Rose-Adélaïde Ducreux (1761-1802).

 

Play me a song.

Don’t get me wrong.

 

I love your singing voice.

But the harp is my choice.

 

The music soothes my sad soul

From the day taking its toll.

 

I need the music today.

Please, sit down for me and play.