I'm dedicating my entire anthology
to a local recycling centre
for casual perusal
with no risk of refusal.
Their recycling pathology
is ultlmately discreet,
no painful analysis
no creative paralysis,
and nature itself may benefit
from the material mentioned
compacted in the greedy grateful
unfeeling ground
or in the incinerating sky
that's after all the spiritual home
the destination of the ultimate goodbye.
elPintor
Wed 24th Aug 2016 23:46
Ray..you throw away your music?! I hear melodies and more sometimes in the twilight before sleep and have always wanted to be able to transcribe them into notes..oh, that it were as easy as putting words onto paper.
elP
Maybe your timely comment will prevent my impulsive trip in the nick of time Harry. I did actually throw away a load of original hand written orchestral music that I knew no one would ever take on. Even more obscure !!
Thanks for reading.
Ray
Ray,
My own way of dealing with this is to snobbishly sniff and tell myself that the world doesn`t deserve my stuff anyway.
(It doesn`t help really...not even myself)
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raypool
Thu 25th Aug 2016 21:50
elP , the stuff I threw out was basically musical ramblings! The phenomenon of tunes in the head can be really troubling, but Paul McCartney could never read nor write music. Because I played so long I never got much plagued by tune recurrence. It is a lifelong quest to commit the magic of music to paper and then to have it played properly - I feel safer now in the arms of poetry.
Try and record your tunes vocally onto an MP3 device, you never know....
Ray