Art~Whimsically Yours

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The Hollow-Days Of Addiction.

(A Christmas message for all )

Christmas has come back again

For the third year... more

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March 10, 2025 Just An Old Haunt.-Version 2-Written &Produced by_ Matthew F. Blowers III
I heard church bells ring
much like the day we got married
reviving memories I'd buried
leaving me something to do....
So I went back to the threshold
where I'd carried you
into our house of love,
back when our love was new
I sat and gazed at the haven
where we'd dwelt awhile
blurred by the tears from my
remembering your eager smile....
Chorus
To begin a new life
as my beautiful wife
spending our days and nights
sharing the sweet delights
only true love ignites.
And I could picture each room
through time's most infinite gloom
that left a lonely Ex-Groom
wishing we'd turned out right....
Cause I was back in town
just kind of cruising around
down all our old memory lanes
and as I passed the courthouse
I could still hear that gavel
pounding out my long lost pain....
when the judges decree
took you away from me.
Stealing all of the dreams
I'd ever hoped to see
again I saw your face
as sad as it could be
when you walked
away from me
in a long black dress
on that mournful day
facing what was left
with no eagerness...
Chorus-
To become my ex-wife
for the rest of my life
spending my days and nights
in that lonely plight
only divorce can ignite.
And I could picture one buffoon
through times infinite gloom
a lonely Ex-Groom
still wishing.......
we had turned out right....
Then I headed out
on the road again
putting the pedal to the metal
fleeing our way back whens...
To join all the lanes
filled up with lonely men
facing roads that couldn't
ever take them back again,
except to their dead ends......
except to their dead ends
...more
4min
March 10, 2025 Hell Has No Fury Like Her.-Version 1-Produced by- Matthew F. Blowers III
Within the hellhole of her soul,
a beast was unleashed
and it took control,
Hell has no rage to match
a woman spurned,
when her passion flames
you will get burned,
She texted me for weeks
and begged to be,
back in my arms
again eternally.......
Then she threatened suicide
so I threw my phone away,
but her sobs haunted me
up until yesterday.
What a fool I was
when she appeared,
ringing my doorbell
as I had feared....
begging me for one
more kiss and then
she'd disappear,
so I pulled her close
and held her near,
She shared my lips
and then she hugged me tight,
with something pressed
against my back,
I knew it wasn't right??
two shots rang out
and pierced my cold,
cruel, heart and then
they took hers too,
now we will never part............
Now I'm trapped with
her forevermore,
in a limbo far from
heavenly shores.....
forever....more...!!??!!
...more
4min
March 10, 2025 Hell Has No Fury Like Her.-Version 2-Written & Produced by- Matthew F. Blowers Iii
Within the hellhole of her soul,
a beast was unleashed
and it took control,
Hell has no rage to match
a woman spurned,
when her passion flames
you will get burned,
She texted me for weeks
and begged to be,
back in my arms
again eternally.......
Then she threatened suicide
so I threw my phone away,
but her sobs haunted me
up until yesterday.
What a fool I was
when she appeared,
ringing my doorbell
as I had feared....
begging me for one
more kiss and then
she'd disappear,
so I pulled her close
and held her near,
She shared my lips
and then she hugged me tight,
with something pressed
against my back,
I knew it wasn't right??
two shots rang out
and pierced my cold,
cruel, heart and then
they took hers too,
now we will never part............
Now I'm trapped with
her forevermore,
in a limbo far from
heavenly shores.....
forever....more...!!??!!
...more
4min
March 09, 2025 Radio-Active Proposal.-Written & Produced by-Matthew F. Blowers III
When you told me that you loved me,
my whole world became transformed,
Just like a sunny day in the Winter time...
when bleak & cold embraces warm.
And when you hold me, like you hold me
our two parts of love's puzzle form
the sweetest picture in the uniiverse
showing the joy of dreams re-born...
Chorus-
I was a long, lost soul
spinning out of control
in a black hole of loneliness....
but then I gravitated to
your heavenly eyes,
and your ruby lips
so eager to kiss....
Like Elton John's "Rocket Man."
but I have come back home again.....
to love much grander then I've ever known
since God knows when.
It's time we colonize
our piece of this planeet,
let's get married ...start a family,
then we'll have so much more
that we can both share,
some kids and love eternally....
Chorus II
So I guess I'm proposing on the radio
but when you hear it
you will know it's from me,
they're gonna mention your name,
each time my tune is played,
until you hear me asking you to be....
My Beautiful wife,
for all the rest of my life,
and I don't have to guess
I know your gonna say yes,
cause you've been hinting
at it for a while,
and the next time I see you
you'll be humming my tune,
as you greet me with
a kiss and a smile.
Then you'll be trying on a ring
that rivals Saturn's,
my bride-to-be bejeweled in style
....yeah you'll be wearing a ring
that rivals Saturn's
my bride-to-be bejeweled in style
...more
4min
March 09, 2025 My Legacy Of Love.-Written & Produced by- Matthew F. Blowers III
Verse
It's such a perfect summer day
as my fingers lead the way,
between the frets of songs unplayed,
across the bridge of my guitar,
where I've traveled near and far,
back to memories I have made,
It's my reminiscing tool
for every heartstring I've had pulled
by every girl I've ever known,
it's my catalog of dreams
bound up tightly with six strings
for when I'm left alone.
Chorus
Though I may never be a star
I am content with each string bent
and all the talent I've been lent,
from the grace of God above
who gave me all I'm dreaming of
in joyous moments spent.
All around me butterflies
dance across the Summer skys
and birds chirp harmonies
as I sit here and I wrtie
basking in the sheer delight
beneath some shady trees.
Verse
Life has been a dusty road
where I've carried thirsty loads
of dreams left unfulfilled,
others reached that pinnacle
shedding all that's cynical
because they were more skilled
far more skilled......
but my muse is here with me
bringing songs that need set free
to ease the misery
of all my failure left behind
bringing hopes that I will find
that perfect melody.......
Bridge-
Suddenly the sun above
is joined by my son who I love,
with his guitar in hand,
and he joins me in a chair
bringing guitar chords we can share
and so we sit and jam,
Like any trade that fathers know,
I taught him music long ago
and maybe someday he will be
a star who plays my melodies,
my precious legacy.
Just him and me......
Just him and me.........
"Re-beginnings passed on
...more
4min
March 08, 2025 Falsified Love.-by- Matthew F. Blowers III
Her love was a perfect fit
Like a tight leather glove.
But her faithfulness was shit
So much less then I was dreaming of,
wooing me in with her pretty smile…..
while begging me to stay awhile
and grant her one more chance
to salvage our romance…….
And though I should
have known better
than to trust her that night
I got lost in the passion
that her kisses ignite
but less than three weeks later
she betrayed me again
leaving me just another fool
in her collection of men.
My heart said:
Walk out that door…
don’t look back anymore
if the one that you’re loving
is treating you poor
Don’t hesitate until
your love turns to hate
cause there are
endless lonely women
eager to be your mate
He told her he loved her
and that someday they'd wed
she just believed what he said
and so he took her to bed
but he used her like Kleenex
and just tossed her away
now she’s an unmarried heartbreak
with a child on the way…..
He impregnated three more
gals in three different states
till he faced a Dad’s shotgun
and met his wedding date.
Chorus
Take time to check
that your man’s not a letch
before you give in to sex
too many lives have been wrecked,
walk out that door
find girls that he knew before
research his background some more
don’t let him make you his whore.
Bridge-
Love can be a
complicated thing
blinding you to some truths
because your heart it took wings.
don’t fall for false promises
or gold plated bling
or you’ll be left
with a broken heart
or some maggot’s offspring
Make sure your not part
of their cruel flings
be sure you’re not part
of their cruel flings
Love that is falsified stings
You won't deserve to bear
the sorrow it brings
...more
4min
March 08, 2025 Dear Abby.-by- Matthew F. Blowers III
I am loving in a maze
Endless nights

And endless days of
Recycled Blues.
Sunrises keep coming
though I don’t want
to face the day
so I just sit with my
guitar strumming
sad songs of how
you went away….
And every Sunset
brings me morning
M. O. U. R. N. I. N. G……
endless cold nights
with no warming
cause you’re not
lying next to me.
The seasons cycles
all just pedaling by
Like empty bicycles
meant for two
and my heart and
soul lie vacant
Left abandoned
when I lost you.
Autumn brought the fall
Back when we lost it all
Winter left me frozen
in my blues
Spring brought me lovely tulips
but they never compared
to the Summer kisses
we both knew.
Endless Sunrises
keep coming
But I don’t want
to face the day
with just me and my
guitar strumming
sad songs of how
you went away….
And every Sunset
brings me morning
M O. U. R. N. I. N. G……
endless cold nights
with no warming
cause you’re not
lying next to me.
Just mourning Baby
Cause you’re no
longer here with me
...more
3min
March 08, 2025 An Ode To My Guitar. -Version 2-by- Matthew F. Blowers III
An Ode To MY Guitar.
This guitar's endured
angry fingers and thumbs
plucking pain from its frets
till my digits were numb,
with its dark sound hole screaming
as my vocals fell mum
something far more redeeming
then I'd ever begun
things my heart should be dreaming
on lonely nights yet to come.
But it's also known loving,
when I've wooed a young girl,
watched her eyes softly moisten
under long lashes curled,
it's my cure and my poison
when each heartstring I've pressed,
coaxed a smile gently poised in
ways that make two hearts blessed,
what came next can be guessed.
Sweetest notes became kisses
till her song reached its end,
loneliness softly fading
with my mahogany friend,
hardened steel and soft nylons
oh, so gently they'd bend
while the warmth of flesh blending
played again and again.
All my dischords bled out
into sweet harmonies
one round bodied Ovation
playing love's melodies
echoed on in my memories
with passionate pleas.
Now it squats in the corner
my dear friend for life
that never turned on me yet
or cut me like a knife,
though it's made me a mourner,
it brought me my wife.
thus we still take communion
with the sweet wine of life
and I'll always embrace it
both in joy and in strife.
It's a mystical thing,
spawned of wood,
steel and strings,
there's no song to express
all the joy that it brings,
I'll let no dust films gather,
on its smooth, yawning face,
it holds powers beyond me,
plus the next tune I'll chase,
with my heart's guest of honor
in it's permanent place.
Here's to my old gitfiddle
pegged a wee bit high strung,
but man it's got style,
on my shoulder strap hung,
like a true gifted child
it is second to none,
someday I'll be a star,
from the works it has done
...more
4min
March 08, 2025 An Ode To My Guitar.-by-Matthew F. Blowers III
An Ode To MY Guitar.
This guitar's endured
angry fingers and thumbs
plucking pain from its frets
till my digits were numb,
with its dark sound hole screaming
as my vocals fell mum
something far more redeeming
then I'd ever begun
things my heart should be dreaming
on lonely nights yet to come.
But it's also known loving,
when I've wooed a young girl,
watched her eyes softly moisten
under long lashes curled,
it's my cure and my poison
when each heartstring I've pressed,
coaxed a smile gently poised in
ways that make two hearts blessed,
what came next can be guessed.
Sweetest notes became kisses
till her song reached its end,
loneliness softly fading
with my mahogany friend,
hardened steel and soft nylons
oh, so gently they'd bend
while the warmth of flesh blending
played again and again.
All my dischords bled out
into sweet harmonies
one round bodied Ovation
playing love's melodies
echoed on in my memories
with passionate pleas.
Now it squats in the corner
my dear friend for life
that never turned on me yet
or cut me like a knife,
though it's made me a mourner,
it brought me my wife.
thus we still take communion
with the sweet wine of life
and I'll always embrace it
both in joy and in strife.
It's a mystical thing,
spawned of wood,
steel and strings,
there's no song to express
all the joy that it brings,
I'll let no dust films gather,
on its smooth, yawning face,
it holds powers beyond me,
plus the next tune I'll chase,
with my heart's guest of honor
in it's permanent place.
Here's to my old gitfiddle
pegged a wee bit high strung,
but man it's got style,
on my shoulder strap hung,
like a true gifted child
it is second to none,
someday I'll be a star,
from the works it has done
...more
4min
March 08, 2025 Becoming An Astro-note-Version (2)-by- Matthew F. Blowers III
If I could ride a guitar string
D, G. C, A or maybe E
stretched high
beyond the galaxy....
To distant worlds,
like eighth notes hurled
beyond what's atmospherical
changing me from what's
grown stagnant
into something far
more lyrical
Or simply catch
a huge blast from
some massive sax
till I am flung
by wails propelling me out of
dimensions I have known
into the fifth where I’d be blown
away by entering a zone
Where I would see with
jaundiced eyes,
that my craft holds
no compromise
that music knows
no boundaries
what encounters
there would be
abandoning all
that's earthly
and find unheard of
stellar notes
that grip with
such intensity
a humble music
man like me.
Soon I would dance
and freely float
in a thousand
times less gravity
as my brain absorbs
what masters wrote
My skin etched
microscopically
with all their musicalities
my fingertips
graced surgically
playing anything
that’s handed me
plus blueprints
of the most bizarre
new instruments
that make guitars
and keyboards
rendered
all sub par,
stellar instruments
that break the rules
and make ours look like
cave men’s tools
Then as an
Astro-note set loose
and homeward bound
their new recruit
with aliens cheering
me as I go
to introduce what
we don’t know,
turning all who are
still earthy
in to
Astro-note-worthy’s
as the music we play
all goes topsy-turvy
Of course for now
it’s all just a dream
created from
great song theme
But maybe someday
when I must die
my soul will soar
the endless skies
as an Astro-note
seeking the prize
of music that will
end my cries
for more then
just the standard notes
used endlessly
and then rewrote
for brand new riffs
that hypnotize,
with sounds we have
not cannibalized.
with harmonies that
blend the wails
of Jupiter’s storms
with meteor tails
a sizzling hot new
way to sail
the universe
beyond the pale
as aliens dance
beneath my flights
their planets rocked
with sheer delight
at a passing star
in the distant night.
at a passing star
in the distant night
...more
4min

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