Imagine
…music. YOUR music.
You can be specific and say, for instance—my music is Frank Sinatra singing to the bartender in “Young at Heart.” You can be general. You can be cryptic. If it were a house. If it were an animal. If it were a game. Does your music tell stories or ask questions or lead you to do something or take you somewhere?
You may be saying more about yourself than about the music, or maybe not.
And you could write something entirely different in two days or two hours.

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Madre Sotto Voice
(an acrostic)
Lulling the children
Under the spell of sing song delivery
Letting them know a constant flow of
Love from a source that was gentle
As well as
Binding… those words, those tunes
I made up for them, just for them,
Especially for them to
Soothe all of our fears
© Jules// JP/dh
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Just beautiful, Jules. I love the word lullabies.
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Some words are natrually musical 🙂
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“those tunes
I made up for them, just for them” Oh, me too, Jules. Can’t say they were on tune and pretty but they worked. I love it.
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Just your voice and the love through it…
more than enough 💕
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I love the idea of an acrostic. It works beautifully here.
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Thanks. 🎼
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Lovely.
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🙂
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Good morning!
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Or perhaps it’s this. (Play, list.)
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