Art~Whimsically Yours

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The Hollow-Days Of Addiction.

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June 14, 2024 "In My Lonely Truck."-by Magi©ian™ & Matthew F. Blowers III
My soul has been driven just about
anywhere my body can go
I've got deadlines and commitments
I'm a prisoner to my shipments
so I'm on the road.
All those dreaded hours I'm facing
down long highways where I'm chasing
the appointments I must keep
600 miles of crossing state lines
till I reach my destination
and a chance to sleep.
Chorus-
I bring joy to your Saturday nights
in trailers full of bottled bliss,
hauling your brew ha ha,
that's makes your life less blah,
in ways that I must miss...
Towing double tractor-trailers
just another concrete sailor
a flying Dutchman who's stuck
on endless asphalt rivers flowing
each demanding I keep going
in my lonely truck.
Someday I'd like to settle down,
somewhere besides my own grave mound,
I'm saving money for a chance....
to find a cozy little town,
drink some of what I've hauled around
and ask some sweet gal for a dance...
With no time for a wife and kids.
I'm married to what's on my skids,
But someday I'll be homeward bound,
no more showers at those truck stops
and quick breakfast at those I-hops,
that just get me down....
I'll have a wife cooking my meals
plus a home that we will share,
full of kids who'll laugh and squeal,
enjoying love beyond compare
that I've not found anywhere
humping these eighteen wheels....
Chorus-
Let someone else bring joy
to your Saturday nights
in trailers full of bottled bliss,
hauling your brew ha ha,
that's makes your life less blah,
in ways that I won't miss,
towing double tractor-trailers
just another concrete sailor
a flying Dutchman who's stuck
on endless asphalt rivers flowing
each demanding they keep going
in their lonely truck.....
Some other flying Dutchman stuck
on endless asphalt rivers flowing,
each demanding they keep going
in their lonely trucks.
Beautiful music Composed &
Played by-Magi©ian™-©-2024
Lyrics & Vocals Written & sung at-
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio by-
Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2024
Photo credit to Public Domain
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June 14, 2024 "Peace In Your Arms."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
I've found peace in your arms.... it's the place I run
when my world's gone crazy and I've come undone
you've got miles of smiles that I can travel on
and the oasis of your eyes makes all my misery gone,
life offers little else that fits so perfectly,
cause baby I got the prize when you married me.
I grew up in the projects in sheer poverty
never dreaming that I'd find someone like you for me....
A rich girl with a poor guy from the wrong side of the tracks,
but our love brought living proof that opposites attract.
I was chasing dreams that I was sure would never be,
until you came into my life and you believed in me,
and though I've struggled many years to find that perfect song,
you've been my strongest inspiration when it all goes wrong.
Cause I've found peace in your arms it's the place I run
when my world's gone crazy and I've come undone
you've got miles of smiles that I can travel on
and the oasis of your eyes makes all my misery gone,
love offers little else that fits so perfectly,
cause baby I got the prize when you married me.
Someday I'm gonna be that man you hoped I'd be,
finding answers to your faith, that fill your heart with glee,
but in the meantime when I fail I'll find success in your love,.
till I finally get the break that we've been dreaming of.
Cause I've found peace in your arms it's the place I run
when my world's gone crazy and I've come undone
you've got miles of smiles that I can travel on
and the oasis of your eyes makes all my misery gone,
life offers little else that fits so perfectly,
cause baby I got the prize when you married me.
Marvelous music composed &
played by Chris Bright- ©-2024
lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
by-Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2024
photo by unsplash.com
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June 13, 2024 "Straight Out Of My Heart."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
You promised me
we'd always be,
together in love
eternally.........
You turned me on
but then you turned on me,
so now I've set you free....
Chorus-
Straight out of my heart
I've ripped you free like a thorn,
to stem that flow of pain
from our love that was torn,
there's no band-aid that'll cover,
wounds left by parting lovers,
the only cure's to find another
come morn......
It's pointless to
pursue bad love,
when the finish line awaits
trying to catch failed dreams
in a useless chase,
I will only lose that race.
Bridge-
It's best to turn and walk away,
and hold my head up high,
when there is nothing left to say,
and that's the reason why....
Chorus-
Straight out of my heart
I've ripped you free like a thorn,
to stem that flow of pain
from our love that was torn,
there's no band-aid that'll cover,
wounds left by parting lovers,
the only cure's to find another
come morn......
I hope you'll
blossom somewhere else,
I've seen you at your best,
but at your worst
you brought this time
to shed what I possessed....
Chorus-
Straight out of my heart
I've ripped you free like a thorn,
to stem that flow of pain
from our love that was torn,
there's no band-aid that'll cover,
wounds left by parting lovers,
the only cure's to find another
come morn......
Marvelous music composed &
played by-Chris Bright ©-2024
lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
by-Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2024
photo by unsplash.com
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June 13, 2024 "Just Walk Out That Door, Girl."- by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
Just walk out that door girl,
and pay me no mind,
cuz' when it comes
down to thinking 'bout me
you're not wealthy or kind.
I gave you my loving
and you guzzled it down
like a swig in a two
dollar bottle of wine
from the trash on the
poor side of town.
I spent all my money
painting smiles on your face,
but when the money was gone
your gold digging moved on
to the warmth of another's embrace.
Chorus-
I can't take it no more girl
you're the crux of my blues,
strap on your walking shoes
and just go take a hike
down despairs avenues,
cause I'm done financing
your two-bit romancing
It's a guaranteed fact....
the only part of you
that I'm longing to see
is the swish of your vanishing back.
Your love is a cancer,
and I've grown terminally ill,
so excuse me a minute
while I go remove
your broke ass from my will,
I told you I loved you
yet it wasn't enough,
but the problem's not me
it's quite easy to see
that "You're" not up to snuff....
Chorus-
I can't take it no more girl,
you're the crux of my blues,
strap on your walking shoes and
just go take a hike
down despairs avenues,
cause I'm done financing
your two-bit romancing
It's a guaranteed fact
the only part of you
that I'm longing to see
is the swish of your vanishing back.
Marvelous music composed &
played by-Chris Bright ©-2024
lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
by-Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2024
photo by unsplash.com
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June 13, 2024 "Allan O. Rigby."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
She'd been chasing dreams most of her life,
but she never caught up with them,
she been looking for men to share her heart
but they'd always end up friends,
she'd been seeking a job with great income
but employment was down again,
so she stayed at home most days and nights
in her world of sweet pretend.
Chorus-
She'd dance all around her living room
as her record player spun its slow dance tunes
with the shadows of great men she'd never knew
all of her ....imaginary dreams come true,
Then she'd head to work to sell fast food,
hoping every night some handsome dude
would offer her escape from
her lonely world so blue.
She was a modern day Eleanor Rigby
haunting the makeup counters at Higbees,
hoping mascara and blush
would make her pretty,
but in the lighted mirrors.... hope perished,
she would just look rather garish
so she'd head for home
where she'd dance alone
as her music set her free......
Chorus-
She'd dance all around her living room
as her record player spun its slow dance tunes
with the shadows of great men she never knew
all of her..... imaginary dreams come true,
Then she'd head to work to sell fast food,
hoping every night some handsome dude
would offer sweet escape from
her lonely world so blue.
Then late one night as she sold burgers
a customer treated her like a queen,
a loneley man whose name was Allan O. Rigby
saw beauty in her that she'd never seen.
When he asked if she was dating someone,
she said, "lately, the answers none,
so he stuck around until her shift was done.
hoping he would be her lucky one.
They left together hand in hand,
and though the rest of their night
was totally unplanned
they both had needs... only two, can understand
so they went to a cozy place she knew firsthand
They danced all night in her living room
as her record player spun its slow dance tunes
in the shadows of love's embrace they'd seldom knew
their imaginary dreams at last come true,
and every night as she peddled fast food
he'd sit and watch her work in the nearest booth
till he offered .....a better life in gratitude,
and Mrs. Rigby slipped free....
forever from her solitude.
And Mrs. Rigby slipped free
forever from her solitude.........
yeah...Mrs. Rigby slipped free
forever from her solitude.........
it's a sad story that happily came true
that happily came true
There are lonely people everywhere
treat them with kindness and care
lest someday soon their life you'll share
with no love to find that
you once found so rare
with no love to find that
you once found so rare......
Incredible Music Composed &
Played by=Chris Bright-©-2024
Lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung at-
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio by-
Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2024
Photo credit to unsplash.com
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June 13, 2024 "Kisses In the Rain."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
In ponchos flapping wet stacattos..
we dashed for cover ....but still got so
drenched by running just that far
to shelter 'neath a dry snack bar.
Huddled close we laughed together
at the sudden change of the weather
catching us both in mid stride
like some new fangled water ride.
One sweet moment caught in time
when fate and raindrops both combined,
to bring us snuggles so divine
granting a chance to make her mine.
I pulled her close to warm her
her blue eyes, flashed with heat
and they held a hunger oh, so sweet.
Dewed by raindrops they met mine
and overwhelmed me stopping time
I bent to wet her lips as well..
as torrents all around us fell.
One sweet moment caught in time
when fate and raindrops both combined,
to bring us snuggles so divine
granting a chance to make her mine
.
verse 5-
We kissed so long beneath the shade
of that tin roof, where love was stirred
my lips on hers. joyously seared
her's ruby silk ....mine two day beard...
Then lightning struck, somewhere quite near
and burned love in our souls that day,
its warmth has never gone away...
I think of her when storms draw near....
Just our new love shared in the rain,
in memories it remains
years later I still taste the bliss
each time it rains ...of her sweet kiss...
Incredible Music Composed &
Played by=Chris Bright-©-2024
Lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung at-
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio by-
Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2024
Photo credit to unsplash.com
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June 11, 2024 "Halfway Through My Third Life."-by- Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
I’m almost halfway through my third life
and I still got a ways to go
they sent me back here to get it right
but I failed again you know
I’ve bent some angels wings in sorrow
and God has threatened to
take all my tomorrows
and I’ve got no place to go…….
Cause Hell’s got no room for me
I was never that bad
and in Heaven I’m a loser
the Saints are fit to be had.
I’ve struck out three times
and that’s the problem
that I’m dealing with
and any life after my third death
when I’ve taken my final breath
might be just a myth
cause I keep blowing the chances I get
and God never forgets.
And you might all laugh at me
cause your death is still a mystery
but there’ll come a day when you’ll be
Living your second life
and I hope that you’ll get it right.
Cause it doesn’t have to go that way
take every minute of your life
that you spend each day
Making sure that you don’t have to pay
Because you went astray
Because you went astray
Otherwise I’ll see you
in your second life
while I’m finishing my Fourth
still trying to get it right…of course
still trying to get it right of course.
off course
but struggling top stay
exactly where I need to be
so someday I can be heavenly
and not dealing with my
fifth and sixth and seventh life
don't go that way
it cuts your soul like a knife
do everything right
every day of your life
so the angels will wel;come you
when your time is due
when your time is due
Almost three quarters of the way
through my third life
and i still ain't got it right
I still ain't got it right
but I'll be O.K.
Cause there's a fourth
one down the way........;
Phenomenal Music Composed &
Played by-Chris Bright -©-2024
Lyrics & vocals Written & Sung at:
Art~Whimsically Yours studio
by-Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2024
With Credits to God for his patience
and unplash.com for the photo
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June 11, 2024 "Those Yee-Haws On A Saturday Night!"-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III - Untitled 16
My Great-Grandpappy
built a wooden stage
with benches made of logs
Cut in half so all the local folks
could rest their weary dogs.
After visiting Foster's Game Farm Zoo
in McConnellsburg, Pa.
They'd get to footstomping
and clapping their hands
as that country music played.
And all the animals got to howling
when those young stars took the stage,
Kitty Wells followed by Grandpa Jones
and Buck Owens, they were all the rage.
Back when I was just a young one
mesmerized by their song parades
in their rhinestone suits
and their fringed buckskins
longing to be like them someday.
And I always had a front row seat
cause I stayed on my grand folks farm
watching them butcher the meat
that the beasts would eat
stored in the back of a smelly old barn...
Peeeeeeee....UUUUUU!!!!!!
And on Sunday mornings
when the crowds were gone
I'd take center stage and sing
songs I'd made up in my dreamy head
strutting proud and bellowing.
and the animals all joined in my act
singing along in harmony..../
The Timber Wolves started howling
while the monkeys danced with glee.
The Lion roared, and the Grizzly growled
while the peacocks
all were yelling, "Help!"
and the talking crow mocked me....
in a wild cacophony.
"til my great-grandma brought me
some cold ice cream
and I found a shady tree.
It seems like only yesterday
though my grandparents are gone
and most of the stars I looked up to'
are playing somewhere
in that great beyond.
and though I wound up
singing Rock-N-Roll
and lots of folk songs in my life
I still hear the echoes
of those grand ol' tunes
from those Yee-haws
on a Saturday night...
When those animals got to howling
as those young stars took the stage
Kitty Wells followed by Grandpa Jones
and Buck Owens, they were all the rage.
Back when I was just a young one
mesmerized by their song parades
In their rhinestone suits
and their fringed buckskins
longing to be like them
both and all someday......
longing to be like them
both and all someday......
back when they weren't
even famous yet, but
to me, they were like
gods and goddesses
singing their way across
the little towns and farms.....
they visited...way back when.....
Incredible Music Composed &
Played by Chris Bright--©-2024
Lyrtics & Vocals Written & Sung at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
by Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2024
Photo by: unsplash.com
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June 09, 2024 "Summer Love Lost." - by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
Summer Love.
In that summer that wasn't anymore,
in the mode of her exit, front seat,
right side for her, but so wrong for me.
She became a passenger northbound,
sad face bathed in the August sun,
the taste of her petulant lips,
still fresh on my own,
she couldn't look at me,
without tears welling up,
in those lovely liquid eyes,
so she sat chin up,
and stared at the paradise
where we'd spent our summer love,
as the taillights vanished
down the long dirt road,
she turned back once
with a sad wave,
a kiss blown
and then she was gone.
I never saw her again.
Sometimes when I am
lost in the vast
extremes of lonely,
I am back on that dirt road,
just under the shade of the trees,
sharing that last kiss so tender,
eyes closed, heart aching
for more than fate could ever grant.
for far more than fate could ever grant
and I sometimes wish I had
pursued that summer love
beyond the boundaries of the season
for many a good reason
for she was so beautiful
so damned beautiful
and I let her go
we could have run a
long distant relationship
perhaps and perhaps not?
for in the end
summer love and puppy love
are just shadows in our
memories to cherish.
Marvelous music composed &
played by-Chris Bright -©-2024
lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
by-Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2014
Photo credit: unsplash.com
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June 09, 2024 "Metastasizing Sorrows And Hopes." -by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
Dedicated with much love
to the memory of Patty Glickman
who died in her third bout of
Breast cancer spread & complications.
She is sorely missed.
I sit in wonder
and sadness
surrounded by women
both lovely and tragic
the gleam of hope
in their eyes
the glint of despair
in their souls
rushing to and fro
heads wrapped in turbans
to cover the naked skin
Long tresses
burned away by chemo
all dressed in
the blush of pink
the color of
healthy cheeks denied
survivors bearing the weight
of the victims' names
pinned to their backs
marked for those
beneath markers now
crooked smiles and
mastectomy scars
etched on their flesh
they bravely struggle
against the inevitable
postponing the finish
in a Race for the Cure
decked out in
pink loops that resemble
the eternal ankh
adorning their hats and lapels
as they gather for the run
many from last year
no longer here
their spirits flutter
in the banners that sail
along the pathway to
the starting line
where once fullness
bounced against their
straining chest
emptiness lightens their dash
no one really wins
until the finish brings a cure
a treadmill of doctors
and fearful prognosis
await them at the end
yet still they come
in the pink of an early dawn
they line up by thousands
then begin the long
rush from mortality
undaunted they cross the finish
to hugs of comfort
and appointments yet to keep
another year...another race
another day of sunshine
on their upturned face
new drugs to try
and always a chance
that this year the money
will bring some
perfected treatment
that will carry them
to the next run
not as a name on
a memory sheet
but in the flesh
legs raised high
feet pounding the pavement
towards futures
worthy of chasing
peace to all who have
come abreast of death
and emerged today victorious
Godspeed on your paths ahead.
Godspeed on your paths ahead
and at long last a cure
a precious cure for breast cancer
some kind of an answer
to the so many women
who are suffering now
and will continue to suffer
till the cure is found
till the cure is found
when smiles and open joy
will abound all around...every town.
Beautiful music Composed &
Played by-Magi©ian™-©-2024
Lyrics & Vocals Written & sung at-
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio by-
Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2024
Photo credit to me: ©-2024-
my design for Race for the Cure
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