Notes on the page wrestle out feelings
deep inside – a
flesh and blood yearning for home.
Notes on the page travel through these fingers
dancing the strings
finding spoken out loud music words.
Notes on the page SpeakSing this singular woman’s (he)art.
Wonderful poem and image!
Thanks, Tierney!
Now imagine a closet behind the chair pictured filled to overflowing with organized (and not so organized!) bins of fabric, ribbons, buttons, batting, etc…this studio space is shared with my Bernina, too!
😀
Lovely imagery Laura.
Your comment is most appreciated, Andrea.
From notes on the page to notes on a page. Well-realised.
I remember an interview with the Beatles, about how they couldn’t read music. Macca said “We just pick it up, and put it down.”
Thanks, Andy-the-poet.
As for the fab four: yep!
Very lyrical and true, Laura. Happy Thanksgiving!
Thanks, L.Marie. I wish for you bundles of comfort, peace and plenty of yumminess this Thanksgiving.
Beautiful, Laura. Wishing you and your family a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Aww, thanks Jill.
Happy Turkey Day to you, too…tho hold off on that Caesar Salad (Romaine lettuce-centric)!
Music is a languages of the soul.
Yes, indeed.