sun, song, and writing

Jun 23, 2014 14:44

Had a pretty awesome time, considering, at this years Sunfest. I may post more about Sunfest itself, yet that is not what this post is about. This is about what the time at festival surrounded with love, beauty, laughter, sun, some music I love, and a notebook and pen can cause me to create.

For awhile, I lay quietly in the sun, intoxicated, music in my ears and then ...

This song, by my Music Mistress - Ms Nicks, inspired the following piece ...

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Constant Sunrise
by TigressSky : ©June 23, 2014

“... and he said, come down here for a minute ...
Sweet Girl” :Sweet Girl by Stevie Nicks

The Queen of Hearts
Will always keep your cards
Next to her heart
Your secrets kept safe
In her arms
But the White Rabbit
Will take you

Down
       Down
               Down
A
               Spiraling
       Spiraling
Spiraling

Kaleidoscopic rabbit hole inside your brain
To a tea party that has always been
Run by a Mad Hatter helping it to stay
Hidden away
Just like your heart

A
  d
    v
      e
        n
           t
            u
              r
               i
                n
                  g

Towards the ever present Cheshiric grin
Of the girl who gets so easily lost
Inside of it all
Outside of your arms
She smiles and they smile
She laughs and they laugh
She cries and they

No longer know
What to do?
                                   Do you?

Take her
Just enough to burn yourself
Ever engraving her smile
Her laugh
Her tears
Where everyone
Must pay attention

-Or-

Play a loaded game
Of croquet
Against a crown of hearts
Holding an armful of secrets
Followed by a pack of cards
Offering a safe ride
Home

-------

And then ...

This song by the only man I have barely met who seems to know everything about me - Mr Ben Nichols, is called "Take Shelter" and inspired the following piece...

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Home
by TigressSky : ©June 23, 2014

He is beautiful
He is free
He is the face
Of the music that makes me
That takes me

Home

His hands speak
Of the work it takes
To be
And to not be

Home

And he is not mine
And he is mine
And he is not here
And he is here

Home

sunfest, spirituality, poetry by me

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