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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

You sound like the city

when you speak, and

when you walk with your head

held up high

tilting always up,

I wonder if you will

drown when the rain comes,

You will be

drenched, no doubt

like suits marching

down streets with ancient

names, holding more

significance than themselves,

some looking down

others drowning too.

TDM

The moon is swinging low

I’m feeling rich tonight

I’ve been flying high

Where the sky meets the sea

Truth and…

Somewhere between the seasons

The scent of fireplaces brewing

All the plants renewing

Winter chill fills the air

Summer sun in the skies

The dew begins to rise

Feels like fall with frigid air

Spring is holding back

Yet we're right on track

It teases our resilience

Nature's ebb and flow

The earth's beauty and glow

It will come around

It always does

It always…

oh my darling

how i miss you when you are away

you may not know

i curl up in my thoughts

and let them whirl and twirl

pushing them out of my head

through little tear drops that

fall onto pillows and

dissipate

only to make room for the

loveliest images of my darling

a face so beautiful to me

a transformative soul

so tugging at mine with excitement

stimulating words that wrap

around my…

the trees are polite

they bow to the wind

whenever it pushes through clouds

and knocks upon their cracked bark,

their aged and writhed skin,

contours of time shaped by the hand

of everything,

blushes as gusts brush upon them

like the touch of a lover’s face

pressed against a lover’s face,

comfort, sweet and warm

to contrast rough and gritty,

overwhelm these monuments,

make their leaves shake…

The tick ticking of the clock

Was a flick in my ear,

A scrimmage of sorts

Or a remembrance of idle

Days, hours, minutes,

Seconds

Gone,

Wasted on fumbled aggressions,

Wasted on putrid

Narcissism of youth

My youth

Whose tongue was tussled

Upon movement and

Frayed by ignoring the tick ticking.

In comparison to the bestiality

Of lost time

And of…

I think I shall start posting here again because I miss this place.