Sign Of The Chimes (2025)

Years ago, my brothers and I had spent several weeks getting my dad's house ready to sell after he had passed. I was in the realtor's office ready to sign the paper work when the prospective buyers asked why I wasn't buying the house I grew up in.  I said (not thinking) "Too many ghosts".  The realtor immediately jumped in and said, "he means memories" to which I smiled confirming the needed clarification:)  It does beg the question however, how many "ghosts" haunt our lives; bad decisions, fractured relationships, things we did or failed to do.  I have found hope and forgiveness in the Christian faith, others have found healing in the passing of time, others still carry a heavy burden of what could have been or should have been.  Peter explores the theme in poignant verse to Seagull's quixotic soundtrack.  I am honored to  contribute a few colors to the tapestry;)
Acoustic guitars left & right; David Dunham; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Superb Poetry/Lyrics, Narration; Peter the Poet; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Master of the music, lead guitar solo, mix & production;  Seagull @farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice: Clara Sorace
Track art: Bing images
Ghost of a Sense:

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss,
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past,
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there,
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare,
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
.......some worthwhile inner self.

Ghost of a Sence (Seagull, Peter, David)

a little hip, a little hop, a little funk, a little rap  ...

Just for fun)k)

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I had these two little blues pieces – in E and C – and an arrangement for When I’m 64, and they seemed to fit, and voila! The whole piece runs for 100 bars, but subtracting the repeated two blues sections the piece adds up to 64 bars. I swear this was an accident!

Credits: When I’m Sixty Four by John Lennon & Paul McCartney, 1967. (McCartney wrote the song.)


Sixty-four Bar Blues

I hope this song reaches your heart. 
Thank you so much for listening.

This is an original track.
I recorded the piano myself. Some elements like certain string parts, ambient sounds, and subtle adjustments were programmed using MIDI — although some of the string sounds were also played and recorded using an electric piano.
This track features vocals by Koharu Rikka (小春六花), a singing voice synthesizer.

The lyrics are as follows:
静かな月夜に包まれていた
眠れない夜を許した心

夜明けが来れば全てが消える　
最後に残した言葉は『ありがとう』

それが君の最後の言葉なら
僕はずっとこのまま忘れない
まだ心は温もりを感じていた
夢を続かせて　もう少しそばに

時が進む速さを知った
気がつけば朝を迎えて歩き出す

見つめ合った瞳は優しくて
もっと先の未来を信じてた
僕だけは何も見えずただ未来を思った
『愛してる』それさえも言えず

それが僕の最後の言葉なら
君はきっと優しく笑っただろう
そしてきっと僕らの心には
そんな恋の最後を告げてくれただろう



（English Translation ）
Wrapped in the quiet moonlit night,
My heart forgave the sleepless hours.

When dawn arrives, all will fade away—
The final words I left were “thank you.”

If those were your last words to me,
I’ll never forget them, not ever.
My heart still felt your gentle warmth,
Hoping the dream could last—just a little longer.

I learned how fast time can move;
Before I knew it, morning came, and I began to walk again.

Your eyes, when they met mine, were so kind—
We believed in a future far ahead.
Only I stood there, unable to see,
Thinking of the future, unable to say “I love you.”

If those were my final words to you,
You would have smiled so softly.
And perhaps, within our hearts,
That was how our love quietly came to an end.

Last Words

Video Link: www.youtube.com/watch?v=YyuxLkkS1bM

Inspired by the Wolf Moon's energies of the Full Moon of January 2022.


Let the dream go on✨ 💫 🌟

Wolf Moon

Wolf Moon (Mix 2025)

"The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the grandest intention." 
 - Oscar Wilde.

A composition inspired by the idea that a simple gift can have a lasting impact as others continue to pass it on. This theme of "passing it on" is represented in the track by the repetition of the main musical theme.

A Simple Gift

Poème (Extrait) de Renée Vivien (1877-1909).

Je possède, en mes doigts subtils, le sens du monde,
Car le toucher pénètre ainsi que fait la voix,
L'harmonie et le songe et la douleur profonde
Frémissent longuement sur le bout de mes doigts.

Je comprends mieux, en les frôlant, les choses belles,
Je partage leur vie intense en les touchant,
C'est alors que je sais ce qu'elles ont en elles
De noble, de très doux et de pareil au chant.

Car mes doigts ont connu la chair des poteries
La chair lisse du marbre aux féminins contours
Que la main qui les sait modeler a meurtries,
Et celle de la perle et celle du velours.

Ils ont connu la peau subtile de la femme,
Et ses frissons cruels et ses parfums sournois...
Chair des choses ! J'ai cru parfois étreindre une âme
Avec le frôlement prolongé de mes doigts...

Chair des choses

Sun World

Deep Space

I am a finger-style guitarist living on the Texas high plains.  At the core of my music is melody that is inspired and informed by my Christian faith, family, friends, and countless influences through the years from the great composers, to jazz, folk, rock, Latin, Celtic, and the many fine musicians I have come to love on the Cloud, some I have been privileged to collaborate with.  Thanks for stopping by to have a listen. Comments are always welcome. Feel free to click on the picture of any track to learn more about it.