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and we still young with Drive All Night by Bruce


somewhere its night

so savour this

and remember when the boss was The Boss

and we

still young

beauty to fly by ~ music by Its A Beautiful Day ~


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today’s writing play list #JazzIsDead #RoyAyers #SynchronizedVibration


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october summer writing session music w/ Miles, Thelonious & P D


today 

october and all sun

so cool the air seems extra with oxygen

how simpatico 

the discovery of Miles meets Thelonious

the music for todays writing session

the music for easy deep breathing

~

 

snippet from the midnights


it was a long distant thing

wound through midnight

only years not just slender

rather deep meanderings

crossing radio waves rode

such music never knowing separation

immediate transpiring

heart

heart

savoring  wu li dances

deeper the space  purer the ecstasy

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Dancing_Wu_Li_Masters

nick cave, into my arms. video & lyrics/ Poets We Like & Live With


Into My Arms

I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did, I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Oh, not to touch a hair on your head
Leave you as you are
If he felt he had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms
And I don’t believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that’s true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
Both to each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms
But I believe in Love
And I know that you do, too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
Make her journey bright and pure
That she’ll keep returning
Always and evermore
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Nicholas Edward Cave
Into My Arms lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

 

 

beauty to fly by ~ music by Its A Beautiful Day ~


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Aengus Gets It Right, by pd lyons; as published by the legendary


Aengus Gets It Right

breathe in the fever
perfect wood wind violin
single note shape sigh release
weightless tongues
sweet water curls up
fine black pearls clung
each finger brought to your rowan mouth
until unable to bear it any more
laugh and plunge
this time even deeper

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where are you singing?
where are you dancing?
tonight in open spaces of my heart
memories keeping us together or apart
when life is only looking back
trading places with the dark
wisdom drawn with silver sticks
without books without roots
unspeakable night this time
I will not medicate fear
I will not dogma soul
I will wide open in the dark

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as published by the legendary (May 20, 2010. Issue 17).

In Irish mythology, Óengus (Old Irish), Áengus (Middle Irish), or Aengus or Aonghus (Modern Irish), is a member of the Tuatha Dé Danann and probably a god of love, youth and poetic inspiration. He is also called Aengus Óg (“Aengus the young”), Mac ind Óg (“son of the young”), Mac Óg (“young son”) or Maccan. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aengus.

The Song of Wandering Aengus by W.B. Yeats (1865–1939) is one of my favourite poems, and of which this piece does refer to.  you can find the full text of Yeats work, along with another of my own relating to Yeats at this link https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2014/06/15/somewhere-still-by-pd-lyons-for-donald-lyons-with-regards-to-wb-yeats/

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The Buddha Trees, by pd Lyons from Searches for Magic



I have escaped,

Not unscathed,

Finding myself

In a foreign country

Smoking endlessly free tobacco;

Finding myself

Only able to sit by this window

Looking at trees

One after the other.

I have escaped,

Not unscathed,

Finding myself

In new running shoes

Safe among strangers,

Finding myself

Only able to hear music in my head

The la  la la la la   la laaa

Of a woman’s voice,

As if asking,

Could I take up my instrument once more?

As if saying,

Together we could skip through spring once more.

As if trusting

The concealment of trees had been enough

.

~ from Searches for Magic by P.D. Lyons, Lapwing Publications, Belfast,2001

snippet from the midnights


it was a long distant thing

wound through midnight

only years not just slender

rather deep meanderings

crossing radio waves rode

such music never knowing separation

immediate transpiring

heart

heart

savoring  wu li dances

deeper the space  purer the ecstasy

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Dancing_Wu_Li_Masters

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