Singing Lalala… Wildersoul bursts into song.

Trent Lewin is an amazing writer, and while browsing his blog I came across a little poem sitting in the corner, which sang to me. With permission, I attempted to add some musical notes to it, and this is the result. For the original words, copyright Trent Lewin, visit his blogpost I See You. He also has a post with a link to another lyrical poet which you might like to visit http://trentlewin.com/2013/11/29/the-wildersoul-rendition-of-i-see-you/ (That’s where I’m off to next.)

This first one is the serious version:

Next came a bit of letting the hair down…

This one pulled out all the stops.

My first attempt at creating my own tune, recording and publishing it.

If I am up to it, one day, I might attempt to add a musical instrument into the mix and see what happens. Or maybe someone else might like to!! For some reason I am sweating profusely, so I will give myself a bit of time to resolve whatever is going on with my bod first. I laughed at my diddly-doo-dahhhhs. And no, it is not my usual style of music. Although what my ‘usual’ style is, I really do not know!

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Opinions are beasts of burden…

Opinions
are beasts
of
burden

Carrying
the weight
of emotions
experiences
mixed media messages
forced through tv sets
computer screens
radio ears
ipod streams

Delivering
life or death on a plate
of words, gentle as honey
sharp as a dagger
and
when
looked
down
upon,
stink
like
a
dead
cat.

The tale bent
where it was run over.

—-
In response to Project O at aopinionatedman.com where a huge selection of posts are building up, each one devoted to one blogger’s opinion, on opinions. The more I read, the more I realize how an opinion is acceptable to those who are of the same opinion. And that there are broad groups that align to certain opinions, or ways of thinking, or a way of life.

Those outside those groups are deemed to have smelly opinions by those inside the groups.

And although the outsider may express their story, it can reach the ears of the insider in a distorted fashion. As crooked as a cat’s tail. (Did you spot that the poem is concrete? Do you see the cat’s bent tail?) The poem-cat offers a strange perspective, just as some people’s opinions are judged as strange due to the angle they are viewed from. Notably, the cat is upright, and its ‘tale’ holds weight.

The cat is seen as dead, a state in which no opinion is called for, from a cat. So, an undesirable opinion is like a dead cat dressed up in funeral clothes handing out appetizers to the begrudging gravediggers who hope to have it buried by lunchtime.

An opening exists for the Opinion to Shine. There are a pair of listening ears, an eager mind. Powers of thought and reason disciplined by love, and nourished with respect.

The large group turns away, black-suited backs braced against the smell.

While the sweet scent of light, truth, and understanding, intoxicates the open mind. The flame is passed on. The burden of truth.

Spontaneous Creativity

I really like the idea of spontaneous creativity!  WordPress seems to have taken a first step to providing a creative platform which encourages artists, writers, poets and all creative types to push the boundaries, and especially the boundaries of traditional hard-copy press which is time consuming, and lacking the interactive diversity of a blog.

I love the thought of combining art, music, poetry, stories, movies, animation, narration, speech, vocals, discussion, wit, comedy, philosophy, and more, all into one huge bundle which gathers power and momentum as more spontaneous creativity is attracted to grab on to the unstoppable rolling snowball of …  [fill in your label for it here!]

spontaneous creativity

 

Heeey, Roll with it!

~WilderSoul