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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December 27, 2023 "When Love Comes Round." - By Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
When Love comes round....Again!
Love again,
comes around
like an old friend,
gently tapping me
on the shoulder,
and directing my
gaze towards you.
Breath escapes me,
and that overwhelming
urge to know you more
becomes my most
passionate goal.
All bittersweet thoughts
of the love
I 'd just lost,
vanish like a bubble
blown across the winds
of another melancholy place.
far from here,
far from your gaze
which now locks on me,
in pale blue splendor.
Your face is a question mark
of possibilities yet answered,
and that hint of a smile,
which curls up
like an invite
wrapped in the red
ribbon of your lips,
bids me say hello.
So I will strive once more,
to never say Goodbye,
for there is little
that is good
about a goodbye
when love comes again.
Spectacular music composed
& played by Chris Bright-(c)-2023
Lyrics & vocals written & sung by
matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
photo credit to: unsplash.com
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December 24, 2023 "In Temporal Transitions We Wallow."-by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
In Temporal Transitions, We Wallow.
We are squeezed from the womb,
in pelvic thrusts that can crush a tiny skull.
We can be breech-ed or strangulated on umbilical cords,
before we even breathe the air of life.
We spend our entire lives in a fragile shell,
of porcelain flesh vulnerable to razors, bullets,
fists, disease, depression and disasters.
Like sponges for the world's woes, we absorb the blows,
until the weight of it all, drags us six feet under.
But even in death we rot, all that we were dissolving
into white mold, organic mush, bone, and then dust,
With no armor to protect us,
unlike turtles, oysters and horseshoe crabs.
we walk the thin lines between survival and destruction daily.
Only our souls escape unscathed, from the target of our flesh,
Even now somewhere in moments yet faced,
our demise patiently awaits our exits.
Tread carefully amidst the chaos, on tiny cat feet,
with only one life out of nine to cherish,
or flaunt death in a dance of blissful ignorance.
Marvelous music Composed &
Played by Chris Bright-(c)-2023
Lyrics & Vocals written & Sung by
matthew F. Blowers III at:
Ae\rt~Whimsically Yours Studio
Photo credit to: public domain
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3min
December 24, 2023 "Paradise Lost."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
Losing Paradise.
For my most precious Mother who has passed on:
She was Jacqueline Kennedy
and Marilyn Monroe,
As lovely as Garbo
or Bridgitte Bardot.
She was Mother Theresa
a most gentle saint,
She became Clara Barton
when I felt ill, or faint.
As smart as Al Einstein,
as kind as St. Nick,
she was here 60 years
but they went, oh, so quick
She could generate smiles,
she could bring me to tears,
many storms crossed my face
as we weathered those years.
She offered times shared
some that I left unused,
visits missed, calls not made
but she seldom accused.
She loved without compromise
she died all alone,
I'd give up all that I cherish
just to once go back home.
To feel those sweet arms
and those hugs that I've missed.
all the grief that I've lived with
chased away with her kiss.
If you still have a Mom
and she's somewhere alone,
find a moment to call her
take a day to go home.
It will bring so much joy
with so little in cost,
lest someday soon you join me
here in paradise lost.
Wonderful music composed &
played by-Chris Bright-(c)-2023
Lyrics and vocals sung & written by
Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
photo: from my personal collection
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3min
December 22, 2023 "Spinning Yesterdays Into Songs." - By Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
Come climb
with me now
on a magical ride
on a carousel
each of us to
journeys far away
spinning yesterdays
into songs
Hop on
come along
even old men ride it
becoming young lads again
high in the saddle
chasing the winds of time
from their parchment faces
Lost in the memories
of their youth as if
the carousel is
going backwards-sdrawkcab
the music lilts
stretching innocent grins
where once sad
visages bent
Grandmas envision
poodle skirts
as they whirl
once again just a girl
gray hair now sun blonde
and flying.....
like the ponytail
behind them
and like the ponytail
of the horse on which
they're riding
reminding them of
their younger days
from way back when
Here all that remains
is young once more
for a brief ride around
as the merry calliope
hums notes of yesteryears
Tiny toddlers clueless
only gape in awe
and marvel at the
horses that turn
old into youth
and the youngest
into giggles of joy
which leap by rapidly
in AnyPark U.S.A.
Splendid music composed and
played by Chris Bright-(c)-2023
lyrics and vocals written and sung
by Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)- 2023
at Art~Whimsically Yours studio
photo credit to: unsplash dot com
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3min
December 22, 2023 "The Voyage." -by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
The Voyage.
There is a river
that meanders
through our souls,
that starts with such
clear and pristine beauty,
as we gasp our first breath
from the amniotic fluids that flow,
way back in the womb
of our mother's precious body
and this river pushes us
out of the womb
into the world
then it carries us through our lives,
over rocky obstructions,
waterfalls, and impasses,
as we sail through the
mountains and valleys of life.
it is such a lovely journey
although sometimes it
faces turbulence like rapids
the sorrows of our lives....
Sadly it picks up
pollutants along the way,
whether they are self induced,
or simply products of our environment,
and becomes a clouded passageway,
tossing us through what seems rapid,
as it reaches the end of our journey.
Then somewhere just around the bend
that branches off into nevermore,
we meet a dark traveler,
who purifies our tributary,
as we are sucked into
a whirlpool of death.
The river runs on without us,
the ripples we leave
mark our passing,
as new streams of consciousness
take up the course
we have abandoned.
this is the voyage of our lives
in this river that meanders
through our souls
Exquisite music composed &
played by Chris Bright-(c)- 2023
Lyrics and vocals written and sung by
Matthew F Blowers III-(c) -2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Photo credit to: unsplash.com
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3min
December 22, 2023 New - Summer's Frost - By Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
I remember the bright
melodies of its chimes
while kids hollered "Hey Mom,
got some nickels or dimes!"
Then that white knight on wheels,
decal plastered, drove slowly
bringing sweet icy treats
thirsty children found holy.
In lopsided runs with coins
clenched in their hands
they came gazing at pictures
and yelled their demands,
"Gimme popsicles or an
orange pushup!" they'd scream,
as their cash went Clink-Clank
in his coin-change machine.
Then he'd turn to that door
with the big metal latch,
icy mists from it poured
as he opened the hatch,
each child's eyes grew as sharp
as a prowling young fox's,
as he reached deep inside
and he rustled those boxes.
Till he'd pull out a
brightly-wrapped treat-on-a-stick
that was grabbed and was gone
like the kid, oh, so quick,
to the shade of a tree
where they'd soon meditate,
on the sugary tastes
of that ice cream they ate.
on the sugary tastes
of that ice cream they ate.
Then that white knight into
Summer's heat lumbered on
leaving pleasurable chills
in the places it had gone.
leaving pleasurable chills
in the places it had gone.
I remember the bright
melody of it's chimes
that white knight on wheels

decal plastered driving slowly
in those hot summers of my youth
delivering Summer's frost
to all of us.
Magnificent music composed &
played by Chris Bright- copyright 2023
Lyrics and vocals written and sung by
Matthew F Blowers III copyright 2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Photo credit: pinterest.com
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3min
December 22, 2023 "September Embers & The Gift Of Distance." by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
The instrumentasl only version of this song can be heard at:
https://soundcloud.com/chris-bright-330943118/the-gift-of-distance-121723-751-pm
September Embers & The Gift Of Distance.
From the orange and red, leafy
remnants of September's Embers.
I remember a fervent, Summer love
hotter than the scalding sand
just before the surf's splash
brought two lover's feet sweet relief.
The gift of distance is
memories to savor
long after our bodies
age and grow lonely
years of looking back on
the most precious moments
returning in my mind to.....
The swoon of
June's approach
offering hours I'll
spend on the beaches,
basking in the sun's
gentle caresses,
it takes me back to
a long ago,
summer romance.
My blonde haired,
blue-eyed Janet,
with lips the color
of pink coral,
kisses colliding to the
motion of the ocean,
and those nights
we spent fireside,
as driftwood burned,
and she gazed....
with adoration on me
as I played my guitar,
and sang tributes
to our love.
I can picture all so well now
her face softly lit by the fire
her eyes so filled with desire
so long ago..........
The sights, sounds
and scents of it all,
bring back the aches
of our geographical parting,
and how its end
made no sense.
when just a gust of
sighs and sobs in August
prevailed in two souls.
Too young to take control
and keep together two
so much in love......
time space and family
seperated us.....
Sometimes the brevity
of love astounds me,
we are left a castaway
on an island of one,
just a shell of ourselves,
weeping in the
shade of two palms,
laid across our face
as the one we
love skips across
the vast waters of time
like a fevered stone.
Like a fevered stone
gone forevermore
gone forevermore....................
Incredible music composed
& played by Chris Bright-(c)-2023
lyrics & vocals written & sung by
matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Photo credit to: unsplash.com
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4min
December 22, 2023 "Mother Nature's Revenge-Over & Over!" -by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
The Instrumental version of this song can be heard at:
https://soundcloud.com/chris-bright-330943118/over-and-over-
121823-702-am
"MOTHER NATURE"S REVENGE."
The black bird waited
outside her window,
each day at dawn,
pecking hard on the glass,
rattling her panes,
and screeching loudly.
Its green-blue eyes
glaring inward,
as she scrambled in
a hurry to to dress
and free herself
from its daily attacks.
from its daily attacks
It had built a nest
up in her backyard tree,
just above the spot where
where she had buried her
newborn, unwanted child
just two weeks before,
and ever since it
plagued her.
So she scribbled a note
a quick note to the police
a week later,
And handed it to
a traffic cop
on her way to the
Greyhound bus station.
She was simply
hoping to escape and
leave her baby a chance
for a proper burial
the one decent
thing she did in this
entire scenario....
But they stopped her bus
somewhere south
of Boise, Idaho
and took her
to a small cell
on charges of
murder one.
She was tried
and found guilty,
and when at last
she was settled
in the cell she
would occupy for life,
she breathed a
sigh of relief,
to be free
free of the constant
banging on the window
of her house back home
and free of the guilt
that was eating
her very soul.
But the next morning
that bird was back
tapping on the thick glass
that sat behind the bars
on her north wall window,
Suddenly the sheets
were looking like a way out,
as she sat twisting them
into some semblance of a rope.
some semblance of a rope
she was left with no hope
and could not cope.....
Spectacular music composed
& played by Chris Bright-(c)-2023
lyrics & vocals written & sung by
matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
photo credit to: unsplash.com
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4min
December 21, 2023 "I'm Hearing A Voice & It's All About You." -by - Chris Bright & M.F. Blowers III
I'm Hearing A Voice
And It's All About You!!
God told me to write this,
no kidding he did,
he's looking right over
my shoulder now and
my fingers are moving
of his own accord.
He's been trying to reach you
for such a long time
but you don't talk to him anymore.
You used to every night before bed
but the bitters of the world
have dried your tongue,
he misses you.... and you..... and you
and hey! you too..don't look away.
Don't touch that delete button,
read a little more
he has other ways to
get your attention,
but he'd rather be kind.
No need to mention names
you know who you are
you are the one without God
as a part of your daily life.
Loneliness is so much harder
without his comforting hand,
sickness takes so much longer
without his healing touch,
fear is increased tenfold
without his strength,
and reason is without,
without God.
Without God life is nothing,
without God love is blind,
you need God, you need love
in these ungodly times.
I know all this
because I was like you
I left him a long time ago
kept him around when
it was convenient
like a token to cover
costly mistakes.
Then I was convicted
and realized the prison
I had built barred
his setting me free,
but he's back with me
easing my loneliness,
sickness and fear,
so I'm doing him a favor.
Simply because he can't
dial 1-800-YOU-WHOO...
and you wouldn't answer anyway.
Don't ignore this
God has a place in your life,
invite him back,
share some serena-tea
and some inspiration.
Don't let worries prey on you
pray and let God worry,
Though he never does
he just fixes it.
It's easy you know
to walk with God
anyone can do it,
and the first step
is the lightest
and brightest
you'll ever take.
he'll get you the
rest of the way,
try it...for a week
start each morning with prayer
do it with faith
mean it sincerely.
Let God lead you
daily and see
if things change.
If I am wrong let me know
write a scathing letter,
tell the Mods to ban me,
shave my head and send me
back to boot camp.
God got me through that once too..
how quickly we forget.
What have you got to lose
God's already absent from your life
see what it's like with
his presents...presence.
Wonderful music composed &
played by-Chris Bright-(c)-2023
Lyrics and vocals sung & written by
Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
photo credit to: public domain
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5min
December 21, 2023 "Far Below The Surface, In The House Of My 3 Sisters." - By - Chris
Comic observations by a ten-year old
on the perplexites of human biological functions.
Beneath the sink
in my house of three sisters
is a box or two of mysterious origin
tucked way in the back as if
trying to hide a treasure
funny little paper wrapped tubes
with a string attached
mini-rockets of some kind,
that they only pay attention to
once in a while, but then I never
know what becomes of them
these tubular cardboard dilemma's
lying in neat rows like sardines unserved
I shake my head and quickly shove
them back beneath the copper pipes
far below the surface of the
sink and mirror above
And then there are the panty shields???
I know of course what panties are even at 10
but shields??? When I think of shields
I picture a quarter inch thick, steel plate
bent to deflect cannon balls, guided missiles
and six inch swords but panty shields...
what the heck are they protecting down there?
Of course I've always been
the curious adolescent.
even at a much younger age I would
explore the forbidden fruits
it's not my first encounter with
the strange things stored round here

I used to love to open my
Daddies very top drawer
that he always assumed
was too high for me to reach

chairs are a wonderful invention
that boosted many a child's
level of education to a higher
degree of comprehension of life

inside that drawer I would find
these round, slippery, rubber things
encased in a bright foil pack,
they would wiggle and squirm in
the square that held them
so very snugly in their liquid place,

it piqued my curiosities..so much
that I'd further my study
I used to get a needle and poke them
to see if any one of those little suckers
were alive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"That's probably why Mom had
five kids and a hysterectomy!"
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