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Let the music play

I just want to use this poem  to say
#letthemusicplay
Remember that all-nighter you put talc
On their floor
Or The time your band came on for that last encore? 
This could all end
As venues could close 
As in this turbulent future 
Which no one  knows

Support has been vital 
But the government couldn't  give a toss
And the local music venue
Could be part of this...

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May peace be with you,

the whole day through.

May aches and pains

sail away with the blues.

May sunrise open your eyes, 

experience make you wise.

May your soul find its way home

on the wings of love. 

https://youtu.be/1oCksFrWMHY

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I will miss music most,
when I leave this life. 

Yes, I will miss family,
friends, spirit guides.

But words, set to melody,
is champagne for my soul. 

Vibrating space 
between the lines

diminishes strife, 
makes me high on life. 

It's a magic carpet ride
to the other side,

where angels annoint wounds,
dreams circle the moon.

Long live music makers,
I love you!

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No ticket stress, no queueing at the gate or arena door

A concert like no other we have ever attended before

The front row of my kitchen, sat in my favourite chair

Glass of wine, singing loud, waving my arms in the air

Take that, reunited, straight from their home into mine

The Greatest Day of lock down, together they did Shine

Vintage Mark, up his ladder, in his garage full...

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“All I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme.” ~ Mark Knopfler

Sing to me 

one more time. 

Share the gift 

of your romantic 

rhyme. 

You have the power 

to light up the night

with a flick of your pen. 

Show us where 

madness stops 

and love begins.

https://youtu.be/vyI9flHHT2Q

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The chemistry of lock-down music is key the

Need to look after your

Mood paramount so

Facing an hour or two of ambivalent toil

I tried Macarthur Park

Then Easter Parade and

Now I'm wondering if Richard Harris

Ever met Judy Garland

Or if she was pals with Ginger

Though I suspect not, anyway its

Something to research tomorrow

Between a chorus of tap-dancing e-mails a...

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On the piano, I always love to play
Splendid tunes all through the day.
I like to tinkle on those keys.
It brings me joy and brings me peace.

Such music gives me such delight;
It surely makes my soul take flight.
It is a balm - to my mind healing,
Or simply gives a lovely feeling.

Of all composers that there are -
Beethoven is strongest by far.
All his sonatas, which I admire
Can be...

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Spinning the same song 

that connected us

gets harder to hear.

Each verse cuts deeper 

into what never was, 

what could have been, 

the longing to be near.

With my fingertips crossing your beard, 

your fingers grazing my thighs, 

those longing sleepless nights 

I’ve waited to be alongside 

the one that knew the depth 

of my emotions,

facing eye to eye.

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I may forget where I put my keys. 

I may forget my phone.

I may forget what day it is.

I may forget my way home.

I will never forget sunsets over the ocean.

I will never forget blessings from above.

I will never forget soothing melodies.

I will never forget the love.

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At the end of the day
The rain now steadily falls
I’ve laid here for hours
Waiting for sleep to come
Keeping my mind company,
I’ve put a few records on

Spinning my favorites and laying low,
Leonard, Elliot, Thom, and Isakov,
Each song delivers a blow
Throwing me back to years ago

I’ve laid here in the dark for so long
It’s too much trouble to turn the lights on
My mind is heavy
As the...

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You are enough. 

Insecurity or 

grandiose confidence 

isn’t necessary. 

Doubt, distraction, 

procrastination, fear, 

impostor syndrome,

borderline lunacy... 

are costs of the 

creative process.

Keep creating 

through it all.

But, then again,

what do I know.

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C90

Imagine

Carrying around two vinyl records

In a plastic case just four inch long

And half an inch wide

How good would that be?

Sitting

at a hi-tech record player

that lets you copy the sounds you hear

and with the subtle use of ‘PAUSE’

transfer onto a compilation tape.

Saturdays

Moving from format to format

The highlights of a dozen albums

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Glam Rock Man

A stack heeled stomp in platform boots

Trowelled make-up and glitter suits

Feather cut hair and tinted roots

It’s Glam Rock, man,
it’s Glam Rock

Teenage Rampage, Ballroom Blitz,

Radio One plays all The Hits

Driving your dad out of his wits

It’s Glam Rock, man,
it’s Glam Rock

Jackie, Smash, Disco Forty Five

What a great time to be alive

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occult curriculum, whispers of the ancients, leave for letting out secrets
oil lamp kindling catching flames; shining begotten light from passerbys
in between classes, shifting penrose stairs lead into underlying framework on occasion
halls lined with rooks adjacent and curators searching for a select
rites of secret passageways proclaimed, karma to the dark is just a means to an end
time and...

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Missing life. Empty streets. Cold hearts.

Covering your face what you once criticised on stranger's faces.

Missing love. Empty hearts. Cold air.

Covering the flowers in your heart, the strings of my guitar.

Missing music. Empty stages. Cold rooms.

Covered ears, listening to scary news, not to music anymore.

Missing passion. Empty beds. Cold skin.

Covering all lu...

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Every tragedy leaves behind 

a trail of tears and

luminescent humanity. 

Rona is here to teach us 

life is fleeting. 

Live in the moment, 

don’t wallow in misery. 

Celebrate the little things,

smiles, high fives, sunny days...

Dance, sing, be free,

alone in your room, 

on rooftops, balconies, 

wherever your spirit leads.

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Youth culture
Talc on the floor
The music is in rare quantity
For what's in store

Symbol of the night owl
Wigan casino
The ll nighters seem to last all day
Phet taken in mass dosage
To dance the blues away

Dapper lads in flares or tonics
Tidy lasses
With Off shoots of the mods
Are flock to be here
After Trading records at the pub
Drinking that first beer

Who dances the best?
...

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Can you hear me
on this crowded 
frequency?

Is the earth turning
to quicksand
beneath your feet?

Let poetic music 
drown the chaos,
set your spirit free.

No more worries. 
Only peace, 
love, harmony...

https://youtu.be/ahQwHmmIYcg
 

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Music floats
Through my veins,
Brings me back to
What I am.
I sing and sing again
To kill the silence outside.
My songs, directly from my heart,
My hard chords,
A resistance
Of all what's forbidden.
My passion resists
In the middle of sounds
And chaos.

©️ By Magical whispers 

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She doesn’t sing to win awards,

she sings to breathe life to her soul,

connect with spirits tuning in,

let them know they are not forgotten. 

She knows she will have critics

that judge her art lacking. 

Their negativity is nothing she hasn’t

overcome from herself a million times

on her rocky road to freedom.

She smiles as the ivory tickles her left palm,

sur...

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Lord, thank you 
for this gift 
of expression 
through words. 

Please help me 
bless others 
with the poems 
I share. 

Help me write 
from a place 
of compassion 
rather than ego. 

Let your 
light shine 
through my 
life songs. 

Help me project 
the same 
unconditional love 
you give me. 

Amen.

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Ten years old,

gigging frogs,

avoiding horny toads. 

Then a teen,

in search of the wizard,

playing pinball, drinking, smoking. 

On to adulthood,

pushing back when anyone 

crossed the line. 

Now, 

doing time

with this karma of mine.

Traveling brick roads

that lead to

nowhere particular. 

But, as long as there is 

music and poe...

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Songs of love and happiness
Erase all my feelings of sadness
Wipe away these tears 
And all my fears 
Nothing but blue
When I'm living with you
Nothing but blue 
When I'm listening to you,
My songs of sadness 

When I wake in the morning
You’re the first thing I want to hear
Start my day with you ever so near
Songs close to my heart
May we never part
I listen to you,
My songs of sa...

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The Muse of music
And the Muse of poetry
Please inspire me

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Some days there is not enough

chocolate or booze 

to chase away the blues 

or stop torrential thoughts of love 

gone too soon. 

What's a lonely girl to do.

Cry?

Boohoo. 

The only thing that eases the pain 

is music from silent words 

thought to be penned in vain. 

https://youtu.be/BmyK_b4DCH4

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Dear John,

Thank you for remembering 

the forgotten ones,

for seeing beauty within. 

You are a hero 

to lovers among men,

a poet’s poet, 

the razor’s edge...

Long may you live. 

https://youtu.be/VOgFZfRVaww

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