Music that shaped us.

 

SCORING

(By: Karla Wagener – while listening to Billy Joel´s music, Yes, Billy Joel)

Waiting is the hardest part,

Listening to your humane heart.

¨Look up¨ says the Good Book

When troubled,

Please see up, give it a look.

Give me four minutes, maybe three

To compose a tale

Just when inspiration seemed to be lacking

Destiny always pays the bail.

Give me four minutes, maybe three

 To compose a story

That will set your soul free…

Talkin ´bout Love.

Talkin ´bout Life.

Music healing your cavernous strife.

Give me just four minutes, maybe three

To get to know you,

For music to show you... how to be.

Some simple words,

Innocence,

The courage to go on…

When all seems so lost.

Treble: Give me three minutes,

              Maybe four

              To play the complete score!

 

Just for fun 😊😸!

ARE YOU TAKING NOTES?

 

RHINESTONE COWBOY

(By: Karla Wagener, For Willy Nelson, ¨We are still alive¨!)

Something that touches people´s lives,

Like the breezes of the wind,

Softly, gently urging those lives to live,

To live in peace and love,

Inspirational songs,

Someone´s lonely story,

Loneliness often necessary

To develop inspiration.

Another story of curse filled sin;

The sorely looser;

The greatest to win;

Memories of helpless back roads gone lost;

All the past the defeated have known.

Hope in a future existence

As loved ones die;

Persistent ingenuity in our apocalyptic times.

The dark side of life, the beers and bars,

Fighting culminating in awful wars…

The precise word to wash away shame;

A breeze burning yielding in us,

Blazing aspiration, igniting purpose,

Strolling to propose us to know

What Grandpa used to say,

¨No one is so strong

As the converted Sinner¨!

 

Hitting for 50 year's anniversary. Going on 47.

 50 Years ain't nothin

Then he asked me my name

And would it ever be the same?

Would I ever see him again;

Had I found a lover or a best friend?

What kind of end...

To a fairy tale story

A wish, a desire,

A bleeding wounded need.

A simple name became 

Sort of a seed.

His Easter 🐇 name

Blended with my "Kar"is "ma".

Destiny had arranged the 👍 right titles.

To design a 😊 happy ending.

What kind of an end

To a prophesized story?

A wish a desire,

Some intuition too.

Asked what's in a name?

I'm in a name and so are you!

Lost ✨ STARS, Full 🌝 Moon!

 LOST ✨⭐✨ STARS

(BY: Karla Wagener, after listening to "My Back Pages")

There was a time not long ago

When inspiration went rampant.

The thoughts and minds of much of

Youth 

were numerous as the Stars

Brilliantly shining 🌟🌟

over our only 🌎 Earth.

There was feeling in everything,

Great lyrics, art, poetry and song,

So little is left:

Where has it all gone?

Few seem to believe anymore 

And hope is a clouded, trampled word.

I would that it should be revived;

It remains in visions blurred.

Who can help us resolve all this?

What elevated  cosmic element 

So true...

Who can once again attract the fleeting ephemeral stars?

If not me, or without you?

🔜 it will be Spring in Argentina 😁

THE GARDENER'S SONG 

(By: Karla Wagener)

I don't need a lot of flowers 🌺

Just pretty ones that are all mine.

I don't need a lot of words

The best suited will suffice.

There's not a need for a lot of time

A walk with a loved one 🕜 is

Always nice.

Your 🗣️ head will burst

With so many material things

Gather better good 👍 memories

That you can share like soaring wings💸!

Solitud often invites inspiration.

Do not feel alone or exasperation

Use the time to create;

With love inside and 😃 great faith

You'll find it is never too late!

Be inspired today!

 MESSAGE

(By: Karla Wagener)

There is a message in the predawn

We somehow decline to hear.

Tear down those worn out walls

To build something better!

Gather living stones to go much further!

Inspire and be inspired

When all seems torn apart.

Highest expressions

Are works of art 🎭.

Paint my walls with

Murals of hope

Keeping in mind one of my best friends 

Is OUR blessed Pope!

Not 🚫 ready to ❌ that 🌉 yet!

 

BROKEN 🌉 BRIDGES

(BY: Karla Wagener)

We are at the end of the road,

An imminent dead end,

Looking over a broken bridge

So unlikely to cross over.

And the songs in our hearts

Beat out rhythms of hope

Even in these dreary times

When it's so hard to cope.

So sing out dear 💜 heart

Even when all is lost

Help to lead us on further

Whatever the cost.

Lead us on dear music

From deep in our soul

It is the 😮‍💨 relief

From what seems so foul.

So sing out  beats from our inner heart

Even when all is lost.

Help 🙂 to see and lead us on further

Whatever 😹 the 🚨 cost!

Woke up this 🌅 morning 🌄 with a song on my mind!

 AWAKENING SONG

                          "🌅 Sunrise, 🌇 sunset"

(By: Karla Wagener for my sister, Mary and brother, Paul whose 🎂🎉 birthdays are in August along with my niece, Lynn and brother, Kurt, oh and Paul's wife Debbie. Lots of August birthdays!)

 

Today is the only day I have...

To live this life I have been given. 

I wake up from dreams where I feel I belong.

Singing hope from some voices long gone.

And reaching into further sphears,

Reaching out for comfort from tender tears.

We are all together in these dreams.

All needs fulfilled in 🕯️ light's beams.

And what was lost along life's paths

Is reconciled, coming to terms

With those we 💕 love

As maturity occurs!

DYLAN

Forever on the edge of pain.

Like a stunning love song duet 

remembering an old lover, 

suffused with regret and touching nostalgia.

Filling destiny

And protesting incessantly...

Expressive eyes 

Filling pages with lyrics.

And with only the best whiskey 

To wash it all away.