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The sounds of the night

The silence of the light

In the wee morning hours

Wakefulness devoured

Contemplation, innovation

Re-creation of motivation

From within the soul empowers

And the heart flowers

Rainy days and cloudy haze

Open up to another phase

Fly away with delicate wings

As your heart sings

By Signe Miranda

Brian Premo, and I, are very excited to bring you our subscription program!

We know there might be glitches, so please feel free to contact us with suggestions, if you have them:)

How does it work? Purchase anything (single, sticker, CD) online, or at a live show, and you will also be given a link to a secret subscription page.

There will be behind the scenes videos, us traveling to shows (similar to the video), demos of never before…

It is Christmas, 1933, and Lucy embarks on a holiday with friends to Scotland, only to find herself having to be rescued by a handsome stranger.…

All of my releases can be found here: https://store.cdbaby.com/Artist/IanCBouras my new CD Absence is out now:)

Hi all (or anyone out there in the ether), I am an author, poet and recently songwriter looking to collaborate on writing songs, especially songs with stories, ballads, love songs, crazy and wild stuff, pop and country crossover, wedding songs, whimsical, profound, quantum or just plain silly songs.

Here are a few of my song titles: At the Corner of Mean and Easy (streets), Silk or Steel (a hangman pranking his next client), The Skin You're In, The Heart is an Ocean (wondrous, hidden…

Greetings from Greece!

My 10th instrumental electronic music album titled Amazing Space was released on 17 April 2017. You are more than welcome to stream and download my new music album for free at…

FEATURED ARTIST: Ian C. Bouras

Instrumental songwriter/musician from New York, NY

Check out his music here:

http://community.lazypoets.com/profiles/profile/show…&

I know you faught long and hard

Sometimes the battle is half the struggle to win the war

You were outnumbered by enemy fights dirty and always wants more

Rest that beautiful soul into Gods loving hands

He will protect you while you we are left to understand

Why a young life was taken before his time

Why we couldn't get one more day where are answers we need to…

Love is the light that shines all around.
Life is the love that grows from the ground.
When our words are the most silent of sounds,

Decisions we make ring true in what's found.

FEATURED ARTIST (June 27)

This week's featured artist is award-winning instrumental musician/composer, Sakis Gouzonis from Greece. Check out his music here:

http://community.lazypoets.com/profile/SakisGouzonis

Greetings from Greece!

My 9th instrumental electronic music album titled Liberating Truth was released on 16 May 2016. You are more than welcome to stream and download my new music album for free at…

Poetry in motion

Poetic emotion

Lyrical condensation

From theoretical comtemplation

There's no compensation

For things that have no measure

Things that are eternal

And bring joy of that we yearn for

Besides the inside looking out

The side of it that projects upon

The image of the illusion, the song

The soul, the freedom from within

There's more than all we thought we…

I'm going to this vocal workshop tomorrow in Toronto, with an amazing vocal coach, Mary Michaela Weber. Check it out! There's still room.

http://www.meetup.com/Toronto-VOICE-EMPOWERMENT-Uncover-Your-Voice-Meetup/events/230164939/

i can tell

when you lean in quite close

that you wear the fragile grin of a child 

on your face,

to hide behind gritted armour

has done you well

but you leave a trail of feathers behind

whenever I walk with you,

a hurried look on your face

to peek through fences

and burrow in the mud

excitement for any difference in the day,

what wonderful character that is,

to fill my head with thoughts…

I would skip

     rocks

with my feet plunged into moss

curl my toes underneath mud

grip myself

turning a stone over in my hand

weighing it with every rotation

to make sure it wouldn’t just

                       plunk

to the bottom of the brook

though if it did

it would not be lonely

because there are plenty of others

who have

sunk

        to the

                   …

I have forgotten myself many times

mostly on purpose

I have made days go by without saying

hello to a mirror

and have been even better

at making nights disappear

suffocating myself under blankets

the easiest place to be

where words are muffled and sounds elude me.

TDM

I would take

this big head of mine

and shrink it to the size of a glass marble

if I could,

and not even think twice

if it were to roll away

off the side of a cliff

and shatter,

at least then my head could

be of some use

the scattered fragments

could reflect the sun

create sparkling flicks of twinkle,

or cut someone.

TDM