MUSICAL MEN SERIES scj jonnas
Satie Cage & Joplin
how to describe.. how to begin
Each progressive in their own way
a trio indeed so difficult to play
A Vietnamese lad in Da Nang
was said to have a musical whang.
When erect it could sing
and the sound, it would ring
all the way from Da Nang to Pyeongchang.
country folk blue grass
rock ‘n roll and rap
tapping and clapping
stomping and dancing
classical music
sonny and cher
tina turner
sweet bette midler
dolly parton
feeling it
harmony
melody
writer
singer
song
'Tis melodious music resonant has gone deep,
Tenor cleft trembling audaciously within,
Like sea, audibly searching immensely steep,
Vocalizing many universes therein.
Violin, Xylophone, banjo, bass guitar 'tis befall!
Ambience sensation Ah soothing, pleasing tremor,
Forming audibly, crescendo shift staves squall,
Softens our e'ver stony heart like th' stemmer.
Euphony that's nostalgia intense emotion,
Sounding harmoniously wanting, an' wondering,
Instrumental fortissimo that brings notion,
Stillness, sounding turns resoundingly thundering.
Enthralls our unfathomable emotion, ring,
Induces enraptured soul never before,
Our determination echoes so despairing,
Audacious Phoenix ablaze into bright galore!
Mellow from head to toe
He’s got more swag than Duolingo
Excellant musical taste for someone that isn’t copy paste
Knows more than just the basics of aesthetics
Got so much style, he’s so worth while
A heart so pure I’d die chasing him more than a mile
Considerate of others, sometimes I wish we were brothers
-I present to you Brady Battram
I have a right to dance.
In my elder years, all sound has faded.
The once pure melodies are now atonal.
But kicking up a storm,
dancing is a revolutionary act.
I have a right to dance.
I awaken to a chorus of chanters,
I awaken to the legends and lore.
Part dream, part audio reception.
Part past life, part immaculate conception.
Part laugh, part delirious deception.
I am connected, I am comforted,
I am confronted, I am contorted
by forces ever so much larger,
by senses ever so much stronger.
I have a right to dance,
a right to prance in the human parade.
Like ants, my cells are self-organizing.
Like trees, my rings archive my story.
I smell and taste the music I recall.
I savor the instinctual harmonies,
the behavior of rhapsodies.
I deliver the symbolic pirouettes,
the mimetic genuflect.
All motion becomes a spectacle.
All movements shape a carnival.
With my body, I advance,
moods and dreamscapes, I enhance,
lost and forgotten in the endless expanse.
I have a right to dance!
The System of Musical Chairs
" AI is of no use nor it helps anyone in this
Society ".
It repeats and is repetitive with no human
emotions to proceed to the next " Go".
Red Light? Does this System of Musical
Chairs seems like a game of charades ?
Backlogs, Deadlines, Quotas , Tracking
Numbers mazes of Red Tape.
Unlimited transfers pressing Numbers on
One's keypad just trying to reach a live
person.
Pointing fingers at team members in this System of the blame game on a monthly
basis.
What's the sense of Employees of the month?
When it creates disorganization.
Musical inclined as a kid at 15
Played a Portable Organ which my Grand Dad brought me
Listening next door was my neighbor hearing of my organ playing
She was a Musical Teacher at a School, but also being a Professional Opera Singer, and I attended numerous of her performances at a Downtown Opera House
I was later introduced to a Professional Male Concert Pianist
I learned the fundamentals of the Piano Ivories keys taught by the Concert Pianist
The Female Opera Singer also gave me voice lessons included
All this was happening when I was a teenager at 15
I play the piano by ear
Musical background was beginning to form
At the present, I haven’t played any organ and piano in quite a while
I am sure it would come back
I am advising you to get your ear plugs as what you might hear won’t be secure
Better yet, run for your life
Musical pattern that was a beginning
My musical past
Time that went fast
Musical blend that didn’t continue nor last.
OLD DIRTY MUSICAL NOTES
FROM THE GROUND
Listen to a song nobody wants to listen to,
The beautiful notes thrown to the ground,
Torn and spat upon as worthless,
Stricken and rejected as useless.
The stone which the builders rejected has just become the chief cornerstone.
A bruised reed,
Made into a cheap flute,
A diminishing wick swiftly dying.
A symphony that everyone has counted as worthless,
Just like the words of the ancient prophets.
I took the old, dirtied musical notes from the muddy ground,
Made them into a dirge
That predicts the end.
The smoldering wick was trimmed and forced
To give light into a dark world.
Jumping
little critters
who come out in springtime
with tiny legs they play music
crickets
The music played, soft and slow
Its lyrics smooth, with a romantic flow
The starry skies seem to cast a spell
The urge to dance could not be quelled
On the dancefloor, I held her close
In the melody, we were engrossed
Our bodies moved in rhythmic motion
Under the spell of moonlight's potion
Em gm g c d
I am free
Is it true you love me?
Are going to the extreme
Will climb a mountain
And meet me on
The other side to me
I'll be there
And you will see
Because
I am free too
I am free now…
Yeah free
If you want to see me
play guitar and sing
give me time
Just getting ready to
Make time
See part it is
About the times
If you want to hear
music
Go online
Ready to go live
and broadcast out
Keeping with times
Turning finding
mind to find
The time to be free
Yeah it happens
Sometimes for good
Made a renewal for me
Trace back and
got feeling back
Can ever get
Over the hurt
I am free too
I am free now…
Yeah free
If want to see me play guitar
and sing give me time
Just getting ready to
Make time
See part it is about
The times
If you want hear music
Go online
Ready to go live and
Broadcast out
Keeping with times
Turn mind to find
The time to be
Free…yeah free
I am free too
I am free now…
Yeah free to
Rock n Roll
Basking under moonlight glow
midst meteor rainfall wish
hearts struck with Cupid's arrow
soar high by love's blissful swish...
Enthralled around each other's warm embrace
their endearing gaze reflects partner's face
expressing care along joyous terrain
to conquer pain by compassion's gain...
As music wades, echoing grievous tone
they bend toward horrific end
turning like frozen bone
light* should amend...
now!
1 John 1:5 This then is the message which we have heard of him, and declare unto you, that God is light, and in him is no darkness at all.
February 16, 2026
9th place, "The Vester Step" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Jami Patterson ; judged on 2/18/2026
Nashville Tennessee quite the destination.
Historical birthplace of so many illustrious careers.
Phenomenal live concerts and museums.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
Soft musical chimes
Silenced by autumn's still air
Poised for winter
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