
Music
Each morning’s first note, /
last melody of the day, /
lullaby, goodnight.
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Music
Each morning’s first note, /
last melody of the day, /
lullaby, goodnight.
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Empty exit
Music made with tears, /
dissonance flows over me. /
Words clang: bullet, heart.
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Filed under 2023, haiku, photo, Photo by author, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker

Dismantling
Dismantling the tree: /
ornaments, lights, memories. /
Packing the past. /
No music to comfort me. /
Watch what the sock monkey sees.
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The Oldies
Yep. You’ve joined music history. /
The years may have been a mystery /
Tour through your youth /
Those awkward days of uncouth /
Where nothing you could say /
Would make the world go your way. /
Then the adult years came onset /
Full of hopes and some regrets, /
But your dreams lingered on /
Back by a three-chord song. /
Now the dreams have faded, /
A little tattered and debated, /
Then a song comes along, /
From your youth where it belongs, /
And it takes you back /
To those hopes gone slack. /
And you think, once again, /
It’s not too late to begin again. /
The melody comes your way /
Takes you back to halcyon days. /
But then that new technology /
Slaps you into where you ought to be. /
The dial face say the song is an Oldie. /
It spells it plainly and not boldly. /
You say, No, this can’t be so. /
Of the future you won’t let go. /
Oh no, oh no, oh no! /
You listen to the song /
That favorite tune that brought you along /
Through your youth uncouth /
Then into your adult truth. /
You listen again to the tune, /
Spot a star to the left of the Moon, /
And once more your dreams unfurl /
From the corner of your heart where they lay curled. /
To boldly go and now you won’t stop. /
To the moon is only the first hop. /
Then the song reaches its end /
And the night further sets in. /
The crickets chirp; the sirens wail /
And your dreams seem a bit stale. /
You fold them up and take them in /
And hope The Oldies come again. /
It may not now be like was /
And time has taken what it does, /
But you still feel the ancient fires /
And until the day the light expires, /
You will be now as you were then: /
Striving, seeking, finding, and not giving in.
072621
Filed under 2021, Poetry by David E. Booker

The music
I see a cello /
And maybe three violins. /
Flowering music.
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First musician: Late Friday night the Old City in Knoxville, TN, a would-be opera singer was busking on a street corner. She was arrested for violating the city’s noise ordinance.
Second musician: “I hate to see a soprano get in treble.”
First musician: “Her lawyer claims it was a false arrest and he has notified the judge he intends to aria out her grievance in open court.”
Second musician: “Sounds like he intends to C it through to the end.”
First musician: “I coda told you that.”
Filed under 2016, Monday morning writing joke
Continuing the musical theme from yesterday’s joke:
[Editor’s note: yeah, it’s not a cartoon in the sense of being hand drawn fun.]
Filed under 2016, CarToonsday
Tampa crime author sings praises of jazz great | TBO.com, The Tampa Tribune and The Tampa Times.
TAMPA — Michael Connelly is no stranger to crime.
After all, he is the bestselling author of 27 crime fiction books that have sold 58 million copies worldwide, most featuring detective Harry Bosch or defense attorney Mickey Haller.
A television series “Bosch” is under production by Amazon Studios, and Matthew McConaughey played Haller in the 2011 film “The Lincoln Lawyer.”
Once upon a time, Connelly also covered the crime beat for the Los Angeles Times.
Yet even Connelly admits he was uncomfortable attending a jazz concert in California’s San Quentin prison in 2012.
“Everyone in that audience was pretty much a murderer,” said Connelly, who has lived in Tampa since 2001. “The night before the concert a sergeant from the prison spoke to us about precautions and how there is a no-hostage policy.”
But once the music started, Connelly noticed a change in the room full of hardened criminals.
“You saw it in their faces — how the music affected them,” he said. “It showed that there was still humanity in them, and where there is humanity there is a possibility for redemption.”
The concert, in fact, was filmed and now is featured in the documentary “Sound of Redemption: The Frank Morgan Story.”
Connelly is executive producer.
The name Frank Morgan may ring a bell to fans of the Bosch series. His real music emerges as a character in the books, bringing solace to the troubled fictional detective.
The film tells the story of the man behind that music.
To read the rest of the article: http://tbo.com/arts_music/tampa-author-sings-praises-of-jazz-great-20140726/
C, E Flat, and G walk into a bar.
The bartender says, “Sorry, no minors.”
Filed under Monday morning writing joke