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My Astro-Note Journeys.-Version 1-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
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By Art~Whimsically YoursIf 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