About This Author
My name is Joy, and I love to write.
Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground.
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Daily Cascade
Since my old blog "Everyday Canvas " became overfilled, here's a new one. This new blog item will continue answering prompts, the same as the old one.
Cool water cascading to low ground
To spread good will and hope all around.
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Prompt: Your theme song
Which songs feel like theme songs for your life? Or if you were to create a song with a message for your life, what would it say?
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Which songs? A whole bunch of them. Sometimes it depends on who sings and how, but usually it is the songs themselves that come alive for me, if I could ever think of them as the theme songs for my life.
I'll try to start from the beginning.
In the beginning was....The Brahms Lullaby and a line from it, in memory of my mother, "Lullaby and good night, thy mother's delight"...etc."
Then came, "Charlie Brown, you're a clown!" years, with "Here we go round the mulberry bush.....this is the way we...." do this or that. To possibly continue with, "No Surprises" in which the line "A heart that's full up like a landfill..." somewhat fits in.
Later on, I was too busy with education to think much of songs, but I guess Billy Joel's "We didn't start the Fire..." may fit in here because, at the time, stupidly enough, my generation was upset with the ways of the world and we thought we'd make it better. Hahaha!
So, here fits this song, Billy Joel's "I go to Extremes," and in it, "Clear as a crystal, sharp as a knife //I feel like I'm in the prime of my life //Sometimes it feels like I'm going too fast..."
A little later, however, I met my husband to be for 54 years. It first started with Helen Reddy's "I am woman, hear me roar..."etc. Yet, it went on with Dionne Warwick's "I say a little prayer..."
Then, "No matter what I do, I'll never find another you," which I recall Peter Paul and Mary's and the Beatles' versions of it.
Later, until about 10 years or so ago, I guess my theme song could be "Speak softly love and hold me warm against your heart..." as Andy Williams crooned it.
And now, it all seems to have ended with Dr. Zhivago's theme song. So, here are the lyrics to the entire song as it was sung by Andy Williams.
"Somewhere my love there will be songs to sing
Although the snow covers the hope of Spring
Somewhere a hill blossoms in green and gold
And there are dreams, all that your heart can hold
Someday we'll meet again, my love
Someday whenever the Spring breaks through
You'll come to me, out of the long-ago
Warm as the wind, soft as the kiss of snow
You, my own, think of me now and then
Godspeed, my love, till you are mine again
Warm as the wind, soft as the kiss of snow
Godspeed, my love, till you are mine again"
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