Thinking on your writing ............
poem... Winter Song - can feel all those words
even sitting here with the sun pouring through the windows - can feel every one of those words -
kinda hard to explain - I wish I could put my thoughts down - can't.
I think your poem, again, has great depth and inner beauty too. You do good work Endy. Looking forward, if you are able, to see what 2009 will bring from within you.
<clicks back into focus to talk and ...>
Now... as for the guitar " love accoustic guitar.... my BigBoy played a while and was more into electric " he doesn’t play any longer tho....... not a guitar player moi. I do play piano tho - used to.... still tinkle on the ivories when my hands allow. I was telling someone the other day about playing... when I sit down and try and remember a tune I used to play - the one that I was trying at that time was "All Creatures Great and Small" - you know, James Herriot Vet theme... (la...lalalalala laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa la la la! la-la-la-la-laaaa-la-la-la-laaaaaaaa dodoooodydooodydooodydooodyddooooodyddydyddy) (ha - youtube it - might be before your time!) - anyhoooooooo.... I was sitting there trying to remember it and the fingers were hitting the notes but it was all mishapen and wrong and for the life of me I couldn’t get it..... then... if I look away and don't concentrate on the keys - just think the music - suddenly the fingers click in with the music thoughts... and off I go, and from nowhere, somewhere, I'm playing. As long as I don't think about "playing" and just think the music - it seems to happen. Weird! Freaky I reckon. Maple Leaf Rag, Sleepy Shores, Cavatina (my fave) .... I musn’t look at the keys, I just have to feel the music and listen to the sound... sometimes, it’s like my hands are connected to the bit in the brain wired for sound, not for sight " if you see what I mean. Sheesh.... that sounds all cockamamie there.
Guess that's similar to your poetry.... words are like music - if you think too hard about how to say them they come out all jumbled and don't sound right..... if you think about what you're feeling, then the words just get written.
If no-one hears my music - or what I hear - that's OK. It's how I hear it. Bit like writing on the forum - folk either get me or don't, midst the way I talk or what I believe in.
Same for you - if people don't get you.... that's OK. It's not about them, or me, or anyone.... just you.
Poetry is music in words - its feeling - all those little notes joined together to create a poem, prose, song.... may sound offkey to someone else, may sound perfection to another.
You did good Endy... just focus on the day to day. You’re doing a grand job. Love the poetry " tho I know it’s personal to you " thanku for sharing it.
Day to day.....I think it's the only way, for me, anyways.
Take care mate x