Poem “Dillard Sissman” from the Spoon River Anthology by Edgar Lee Masters

Thanks for recital from LibriVox.org read by Linda Leu

The buzzards wheel slowly
In wide circles, in a sky
Faintly hazed as from dust from the road.
And a wind sweeps through the pasture where I lie
Beating the grass into long waves.

My kite is above the wind,
Though now and then it wobbles,
Like a man shaking his shoulders;
And the tail streams out momentarily,
Then sinks to rest.

And the buzzards wheel and wheel,
Sweeping the zenith with wide circles
Above my kite. And the hills sleep.
And a farm house, white as snow,
Peeps from green trees - far away.

And I watch my kite,
For the thin moon will kindle herself ere long,
Then she will swing like a pendulum dial
To the tail of my kite.
A spurt of flame like a water-dragon
Dazzles my eyes -
I am shaken as a banner!

Kite

take care

Piano Sketch 18 Hong Kong Night Fantasy (2024)

I visited Hong Kong several times in my teens and twenties, and even after decades, I still vividly remember the energy of that passionate city. Recently, I saw a photo of the night view of Hong Kong that my husband sent me while he was on a business trip. I came up with this piece while I was pushing my bike in the pouring rain last November. Hope you will enjoy listening!

Piano Sketch 18 Hong Kong Night Fantasy

The live album is finally here and we have TONS of bonus studio tracks!! WEeeee! Buy the album now on Bandcamp! https://malldad.bandcamp.com/album/all-2gether-far-apart

Gas Station Creeps NOSTALGIA REMIX

This song is dedicated to my love and admiration of the poop-smearing GOAT of rock music, the one and only, GG Allin.  The skilled musicianship of this musical recording is a flattering tribute to his stunning genius.  Recorded on a 4 track tape machine.

I Like GG Allin

Track # 7 from my LP Called "Songs for Peace, Love and Understanding. Like many of the songs on this album , this song developed just from some meandering thoughts while I was either biking or walking. I had just retired and was feeling happy and hopeful for the future. Memories passing by and I was enjoying the moment and the music i was making at the time.
Lyrics:
 Lost in the haze of the midnight sky
Whispers of the wind, memories pass by
Take my hand, let's leave it all behind
Dancing in the moonlight, we'll find what we've been trying to find

Give yourself over to the journey
Let the music of your heart lead the way
Surrender to the unknown, let the rhythm carry you
Embrace the magic in each moment, let your soul sway

Through the mountains and valleys, we roam
Listening to the whispers, never feeling alone
In the silence, our spirits intertwine
Captivated by the wonder, we're on the verge of divine

Close your eyes, feel the beat of the earth
Let go of fear and doubt, embrace rebirth
In the stillness, we're free to be
Connected to the universe, feeling totally free

Whispers of the wind, guiding us home
In the symphony of life, we're never alone
Embrace the journey, let your spirit soar
Forever dancing to the melody of the core

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk Copyright 2024,2025
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea 2025
Image: Gemini

Whispers of the Wind (Remix)

Feel happy!
Picture: Saint John the Baptist by Leonardo da Vinci
Source: https://www.rawpixel.com/image/7726930/image-art-public-domain-leonardo-vinci

Sketch no. 1; happy

Lyrics

Yeah, they talk about a pot of gold, a treasure at the end, right?
 But all I see are broken roads, where futures never mend, 
Paved with promises of light, a yellow brick they swore was true, 
But out here in the concrete night, ain't no damn dream comin' through. 
Chasin' rainbows on the blacktop, where the sirens scream and blare, 
Another whisper, soft and empty, vanished into thin, polluted air. 
Worked my fingers to the bone, put my soul into the quest, 
But the only thing I'm findin' is a permanent arrest 
Of potential, of ambition, shackled tight and laid to waste, 
This ain't no land of wishes, just a bitter, lingering taste.

Somewhere over the rainbow, they said the skies were crystal blue, 
But the canvas was a con, the pigments fake, the whole damn view. 
Just another twisted story, sold to souls that longed to fly, 
Now we’re stuck beneath this grey horizon, watchin' all our good dreams die. 
The vivid hues they promised, just a monochrome despair, 
Left with only heavy burdens, and the ghosts of what ain't there.

Used to stare up at the ceiling, see that spectrum in my mind,
 A different path, a brighter ending, leaving all the hurt behind. 
They said "reach for the stars," well, my hands just clutched at air, 
Every single aspiration, just a burden I still bear. 
That "somewhere over the rainbow" turned into a haunting sound,

Of opportunities I squandered, never truly coming 'round.
The echoes of the laughter from the life that could've been, 
Just another silent whisper, where a hopeful dream had been. 
Underneath a cold, dead moon, not a sun, just endless blight, 
Just the wreckage of illusions in this never-ending night.

Shattered Spectrum

Music.  Andrew Doyle
Lyrics and Music.  Imre Lodbrog.  https://soundcloud.com/imre-lodbrog

Merci d'avoir uni vos forces, mon talentueux ami.  Je ne suis pas assez courageuse pour rencontrer Debbie!

Debbie.  Imre Lodbrog and Andrew Doyle

To our son

01 - Spitfire Audio - Ólafur Arnalds Stratus - Rhythmic Attacks
02 - Spitfire Audio - British Drama Toolkit - Ensemble - Woodwind Ens Long
03 - Spitfire Audio - Woodwind Evolutions - A simple Start
04 - Sonuscore - The Orchestra Complete - Grand Piano Lib Open - Grand Piano Lib Closed - Viola Staccato - Double Bass Pizzicato

Part Two coming soon... 😉

Debbie. Imre Lodbrog and Andrew Doyle

Il Camaleonte