Voodoo Chile

Instrument -- Creative Challenge

I watch mesmerized as she strokes her cello

She adjusts each string in  careful tuning

The tones that ensue are so deep, rich and mellow

Every new note sends my mind reeling

 

She methodically applies bow to strings

Coaxing the cello into revealing his voice

I am drawn deeper and my heart is ringing

I close my eyes and weep, I simply have no choice.

 

I want it to stop, but hope that it never will

She moves onward going inexorably further

Up and down my spine I feel the cold chil

Her cello has become the instrument of my torture.

 

 

 

Put down your Yo-Yo, say goodbye to your Ma. Be a mellow fellow and return to Creative Challenge

Sad, but true

This song came to mind as I heard about Moore, OK. It certainly speaks to their situation

In The Beginning ... CC #252

In the beginning she was  just a face in the crowd

In the beginning I thought she was rude and loud

In the beginning  I thought “Just look at her hair!”

In the beginning I thought “A face with no makeup. How rare.”

In the beginning I thought “Intriguing, that smile.”

In the beginning I thought “Maybe I’ll stick around for awhile.”

In the beginning I thought “She seems pretentious.”

In the beginning I thought  “A bit insecure, I guess.”

Then you walked over and said, “Hello, I’m Sally!”

Then I thought “Is is possible to be this happy?”

Then I said, “Hello Sally, my name is Tim."

Then she said, “Nice to meet you. Can I see you again?”

Suddenly I realize that  she is a friend in the crowd

Suddenly I realize it’s only her music which is loud.

Suddenly I realize I actually like her style of hair

Suddenly I realize her face is beautiful bare

Suddenly I realize the sun is dim compared to her smile

Suddenly I realize I want to be part  of her life for a long while

Suddenly I realize what I thought pretentious is actually gregarious

Suddenly I realize my own insecurities in my efforts to impress

Suddenly I realize it might be a big mistake leading with my chin

Then  I realize that being together will be great for Sally and Tim.

 

 

Tim D. Culey -2013-

 

 

 

With 252 behind us, this only the beginning of Creative Challenge

Searching....Creative Challenge #251

Creative Challenge … Searching

So often our journey takes us into an unknown area

We fight fiercely against windmills looking for our Dulcinea

Is it merely curiosity that compels us ‘to boldly go?’

Our trek may not include stars, but there are adventures below

Many don suits of rubber to explore the waters of the deep blue sea

They willingly accept the danger and the risk to be all they can be

Some toil for hours with pen, paper or PC at work or at home

Their goal is the creation of the first absolutely perfect poem

On the brink of the next great adventure we are always perching

We may not have found it yet, but we must continue searching.

Tim D. Culey -2013-