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A test
by bennash - 05/26/26 07:18 AM
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by Rob B. - 05/25/26 11:14 PM
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Joined: Aug 2010
Posts: 4,237 Likes: 16
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My October Song.
If one could form a rhythm from the crackling of the leaves, and catch the whistling noises of winds howling in the eaves.
Capture echoes of Summer from wind chimes in the breeze, let the crispness of the season inspire lyrics that will please
Stand close beside a pristine lake, reflecting Summer's end, cast pebbles splashing, plink, plank, plunk let each whoosh and sound wave blend.
Don't forget those banging shutters as chill winds begin to blow, plus the rat-tat-tat of rainy days on all the roofs below.
Let the trumpet honks of geese above join in as they fly south, plus the chattering of squirrels out gathering acorns in their mouth.
Then you just might have a melody to savor all year long, granting melancholy memories to my sweet October song.
MFB III Productions ArtWhimsically Yours Studio,
MFB-- HERE’S MY TAKE ON YOUR LYRIC IN (CAPS)-- JUST THINKING OUT LOUD--JMHO
FEELS GOOD TO BE ALIVE © 2010 MFBIII
V1 I CAN HEAR NATURE’S rhythm SOUNDS OF DRY crackling leaves, THEY MAKE SOFT whistling noises FILTERING THROUGH the TREES.
RISE FEELS good to be alive.
CH1 I HEAR Echoes OF FADING SUMMER COOL NIGHTS AND NORTHERN breezeS, I Stand beside a SHIMMERING lake, COLORS reflect DEEP PURPLE SHADES.
V2 I HEAR THOSE banging shutters A CANADIAN WIND beginS to blow, THEN THE PELTING RAIN DROPS BOUNCE on TIN roofs below.
RISE FEELS good to be alive.
CH2 GEESE HONK WITH URGENT TONES AS THEY come together flying south, Climbing chattering gray squirrels ARE gathering acorns in their mouth.
RISE FEELS good to be alive.
OUTRO I HEAR nature's melody Sends a shiver through me.
FEELS good to be alive.
Last edited by MFB III; 11/11/10 03:40 AM.
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