In Sound and In Silence

How many words will it take?
— should it take?

If I dance with my verbs and fertilize my nouns?
— maybe then.

If I stood on stage and acted them out?
If I stared into your glinting eyes in the crowd?
— maybe then.

What about painting adjectives colors you’ve never seen?
Yes? Sounds orgasmic? It should be.

If…if I said only one word…
would that be okay?
Maybe.

It would need to be the right one.
Which one is that?
Pick.

…..Sublime…..

If…I spoke one letter ,
could you feel it:

…..A……

I want your brain to fill in the rest
create
the poem you hear

in your chest.

What if…I said nothing?

What if I lost my voice?
What if my fingers were broken
one
by
one?

Could you feel my words anyway?

I’m speaking them a million different ways.
Let space breathe breath between.
And they will materialize before your eyes,

in sound

and

in silence.

~ Emily C.

2.24.17

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The Mummers’ Dance

 

I have always loved this song, so it was a no-brainer when Rita requested my version on the harmonium. Thank you, Rita, I hope you like it. 🙂

It is a perfect song for setting the drone on the harmonium. Loved playing it…

The Mummers’ Dance ~ Loreena McKennitt

When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair

When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light

We’ve been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay

Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year

The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days

And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone

“A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out
The work of Our Lord’s hand”

We’ve been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay

Echo

Echoes of you
I chase through
the fading day
into flooding night

In raptured tones
I call for you, home,
in lost lands far away
from where we were

Once

Upon a time
our souls met divine
and danced in sync
to our love, ricocheting

My voice pings
sings its ever evoking 
pitch to plead
your response to heed

The call

The one I will repeat
until my dying day
waiting for your
return to make us

Two echoes
chasing through
the rising day
into passionate 
night

 

~ E

10.10.16


If I Never

If I never see you

here before my eyes
I will always have your words
they will live inside my bones

They will warm me
from the inside out
the marrow of me
…undeniably

If I never feel you

here within my arms
I will always have your love
that transcends physical touch

For no brush of skin
can draw from within
the stirring of my soul
as your kind of love does

If I never kiss you

here with breathlessness
I will always gasp for air
at the image in my mind

For nearly equally potent,
that effect on body distant
which knows no difference
whether here or far away

If I never hear your voice

here in this living realm
I can sense your being
speaking in refrain

For it’s too late to undo
the impact tattooed

on my spirit

of you

~ E

9.22.16

Catch-Up

With all that I’ve been dealing with of late, I’ve not been as thorough with my poetry recordings and graphics. Although, I know the words are what’s important, I know some of you enjoy hearing the poetry read, too. I’ve updated my SoundCloud with the last several poems if you are interested.  You can find my page here, or listen straight from this post.

I’ve also figured out how to change the recording playback widget so that you don’t have to see my giant face (SoundCloud’s default image is your profile pic, unless you provide a separate graphic, and I don’t always keep up with that) in your Reader every time I share a recording. Still tweaking things around, so no guarantees, but I’m working on it. 😉

Thanks for all your loyal support. I feel very blessed to have found this community of artistic minds.  Deep gratitude for your love. The feeling is mutual. You all blow me away.

My vertigo persists. I am sporadic with reading and it takes all I have to post, but if I haven’t engaged, it’s not personal. Just trying to get through my days, very slow lately.  It should eventually subside, but migraine is a pesky mysterious bitch who doesn’t play by the rules. So who knows when that will be. Still trying my best to smile, put on make-up, get dressed, cook, and go for a walk every day.  Not my favorite speed of life, but no choice right now.

In the meantime, I write.  It hasn’t taken it completely away.  I won’t let it. 🙂

Namaste,

Em

 

 

Elastic Heart

 

This song I’ve been wanting to learn on piano forever, but haven’t gotten around to it. But, finally decided I’d try on harmonium. The vocals are a bear, but I did my best.

Kickass song, lyrics, and video, if you haven’t seen it before.  Enjoy.

*****

Elastic Heart ~ Sia

And another one bites the dust
Oh why can I not conquer love?
And I might have thought that we were one
Wanted to fight this war without weapons

And I wanted it, I wanted it bad
But there were so many red flags
Now another one bites the dust
Yeah, let’s be clear, I’ll trust no one

You did not break me
I’m still fighting for peace

Well, I’ve got thick skin and an elastic heart,
But your blade—it might be too sharp
I’m like a rubber band until you pull too hard,
Yeah, I may snap and I move fast
But you won’t see me fall apart
‘Cause I’ve got an elastic heart

I’ve got an elastic heart
Yeah, I’ve got an elastic heart

And I will stay up through the night
And let’s be clear, won’t close my eyes
And I know that I can survive
I’ll walk through fire to save my life

And I want it, I want my life so bad
I’m doing everything I can
Then another one bites the dust
It’s hard to lose a chosen one

You did not break me
(You did not break me, no)
I’m still fighting for peace

Well, I’ve got thick skin and an elastic heart,
But your blade—it might be too sharp
I’m like a rubber band until you pull too hard,
Yeah, I may snap and I move fast
But you won’t see me fall apart
‘Cause I’ve got an elastic heart

Oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Well, I’ve got thick skin and an elastic heart,
But your blade—it might be too sharp
I’m like a rubber band until you pull too hard,
Yeah, I may snap and I move fast
But you won’t see me fall apart
‘Cause I’ve got an elastic heart

I’ve got an elastic heart

Is Time

Stream of sleepy consciousness

Waking up to raining gusts

No longer knowing

What is real or just

Straddling the line

Of magnanimous

Time

Dimensions between

Everything

Here there and in

Each corner of mind

Your voice speaks from

Thousands of miles

Beyond this time

Drifting behind heavy-lid eyes

Knowing that my now

Is your now

Is our now

Is time

 

~by Emily Clapper

3.10.16