Posts Tagged ‘#personal’

I have an instrumental piece to share. More of a soundscape than a song. For fun, I also made a short YouTube video to play. Headphones help.

‘No Thing’ by Michael S Kennedy

More coming soon!

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A response to a bumper sticker that mocks good students I used to see (like – my son can beat up your honor student…)  I thought of each religion pitting their god against the others like high school sports.  Unfortunately, we have faith and god turned Upside Down, but at least my god is better than yours.

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Another early poem turned into song that I thought was my best work.  On the brink of ending a loving relationship, knowing tomorrow would begin a fight without end……   Impossible to understand while it is happening, and too painful to see the end. 

You can wish upon a star or pray to the moon, but nothing will ever change and the moon just stares back at you.  Uncaring.  Unchanging. 

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Another tangled tale of experiences.  No matter how strong you are, how vigilant you are, there will be a time where you will not be ready; not aware.  You can be right a million times – but the odds then become a million-to-one.  And you lose. 

But when we fail, we get lost inside our own fear and doubt.  The things you count on every day to get you through to the next are no longer there.  Simple Things. 

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It sounds so charming to hear about a love that burns so bright and so hot……

But when that love is gone your fire faces a wall of icy cold that towers above you.  A look at the female man-hunter stereotype you would see in old movies and TV shows.  Eventually the steam turns into mist and then a thin fog until you eventually see – and feel again.  Then you can decide to walk away.

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Lyrically, this might be the best poem I have ever written.  It is a love song really about guitar strings.  The late Mark Kelsey wrote the music and it fit perfectly.  I use stainless steel guitar strings, so that is the core of the theme.  I worked at a music store for a number of years and sold an awful lot of instrument strings. There are a lot of good lines in here. BTW, I’m still waiting for you.

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It all adds up to this;
No one knows how it is.
Today will be like tomorrow
If we don’t pay back what we borrow.

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Lyrically, this might be the best poem I have ever written.  It is a love song really about guitar strings.  The late Mark Kelsey wrote the music and it fit perfectly.  I use stainless steel guitar strings, so that is the core of the theme.  I worked at a music store for a number of years and sold an awful lot of instrument strings. There are a lot of good lines in here. BTW, I’m still waiting for you.

MIDIMike

The ground beneath me stopped.
A sheer drop, the height I cannot tell.
Not sure if I’m looking in a valley
Or the horizon to the bottom of a well.

Take another small step.
Overstep, and it could be my last.
Suddenly, my feet are under water
The level rising incredibly fast.

Here I am, racing toward a Water Fall
Now it’s carrying me further away.
I hold my breath and enjoy the Water Fall
At this point there is no easier way.

Too late to reverse course.
No panic, but much more than regret.
Funny thing as I got closer to the drop
I was worried about getting wet.

Here I am, racing toward a Water Fall
Now it’s carrying me further away.
I hold my breath and enjoy the Water Fall
At this point there is no other way.

Grab my hand, hold your breath; jump into the Water Fall.
Just reach out, feel alive; we’re close to the Water Fall.
Rain above, pools below; we’re inside the Water Fall.
Grab my hand, hold your breath; jump into the Water Fall.

Lyrically, this might be the best poem I have ever written.  It is a love song really about guitar strings.  The late Mark Kelsey wrote the music and it fit perfectly.  I use stainless steel guitar strings, so that is the core of the theme.  I worked at a music store for a number of years and sold an awful lot of instrument strings. There are a lot of good lines in here. BTW, I’m still waiting for you.

MIDIMike