Ludwig Wittgenstein
Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination. Ludwig Wittgenstein, philosopher (1889-1951)
Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination. Ludwig Wittgenstein, philosopher (1889-1951)
While my daughters sang in church choir practice, I stacked a few of the music director’s tapes and CDs into a poem … sing the classic story of creation for […]
“You are the music while the music lasts.” These words from T.S. Eliot remind me how essential and important it is that we all find expression for our ideas and […]
What’s a song you hate? I mean really. You hate it. Detest it. Can’t stand it for a second. I’m a music lover, so this is a tough one for […]
“A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he is to be ultimately at peace with himself.” — Abraham Maslow Yes, this is the […]
Learn something new. Today’s prompt suggested I ask a friend to help me do something using a technique or skill they’re good at. At dinner, I asked everyone at the […]
(a haiku) clack smack thwack ching gurch daughter’s typing concerto music to my ears
Day 362 prompt: Sunshine Two busy little girls all kissed and tucked in. Their mommy is ready to sit once again. Just as Mom sinks to her bed with a sprawl, […]
Day 344 prompt: Gold I love this guy who plays guitars beautiful curvaceous guitars warm and golden just leaning against our bedroom wall but even hotter in his artfully sensitive hands […]
Day 333 prompt: Cooking (a haiku) chef dances his dish slice chop season stir dip taste kitchen hums along
Day 330 prompt: Round We sing a song together but with different starts, lining up sweet harmonies while carrying our parts.
Day 264 prompt: Hands they emerge plump and pink from the veil of white bubbles that whisper over her dinner dishes still for half a second then two rapid twitches scatter […]
Day 247 prompt: Music Could some musician match these words to a melody that makes the whole world sing?
Day 242 prompt: Sharp Shrill Soprano Hammers Harsh Arpeggios, Aggravating Ragged, Restless Patrons. Piercing!
Day 234 prompt: Hair While mama taught the ABCs My sibs had other songs for me So my toddler tunes were various From Little Teapot to Aquarius Mom hummed The Old […]