Naviar Haiku 528

What's a month for the sea
as the waves touch my feet
a shiver, endless

Haiku by Marco Alessi

Picture by Frank McKenna

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Hello…….. so many goodbyes in this life, maybe more than hellos? But who’s counting? Not me. I was pondering about some of my more difficult goodbyes. Some happy, some sad, some angry, some glad… (OK there’s the chorus you won’t hear.) Ha. Another short song. For whatever reason, there are some goodbyes that are more difficult to live with than others. This song is about a particularly difficult goodbye. I’ll leave it at that. What about some of your goodbyes? How did they go? As far as the instruments I played on this song, I must say I do like noodling about on the recorder and also on mandolin. They are both instruments I can play without thinking much about notes, or technical musical matters… Although probably obvious to any recorder or mandolin player is the fact that I do not really know the particulars of the instruments yet…. And maybe never will, but it is sure fun nonetheless. In outdoor news, I watched a large flock of house sparrows swarm into the lilac hedgerow. They were so noisy, all of them chattering. I wondered what they were up to. Later, I heard some chickadees scolding. So I went to look for a cat behind the lilacs. Didn't see one, so I sat in my old chair on the porch listening to the sparrows. The chickadees were still annoyed, so I stood up. There was a fledgling goshawk sitting right there on the top beam of the old swingset facing the lilacs. All the sparrows were now quiet. So I walked over, and at first the hawk didn't see me. I was really close. The hawk finally turned its head to see me, then quickly swooped up and over the fence. All the sparrows quietly made a break for it. Gather the goshawk couldn't get at the sparrows when they were in the lilacs. I do see feather piles here and there as I walk around. I found the dynamics of survival so telling while the hawk and sparrows played cat and mouse. And the parallels to humans were uncanny. Thanks for dropping by, Mark

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Don't Want To Say Goodbye

Hello dear friends
my wonderful 10-years-old granddaughter is a mighty skilled rider.
She rides like a princess.
She inspired me to make this little song/fairy tale.

Lyrics in English

The Girl on the Horse

The silence is broken when she is riding in
on her black and white horse
and the hooves are clapping on the streets of stone
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


They are both very excited about the speed they now have reached
when they fly through the town
they are cheering and they are clapping their hands and hooves
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


The dust is smoking and the people move aside
they don’t want to get hurt
they are very impressed by the skill they show
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


Her Grand Dad keeps telling her, please don't fall to the ground   (=me!!)
You might break a lot of bones
but the girl and the horse, they just laugh at him
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


Lyrics in Swedish

Flickan på hästen

Tystnaden bryts när hon rider in
på sin svartvita häst
och hovarna klappar på gatorna av sten
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden


De är båda väldigt exalterade över hastigheten de nu har nått
när de flyger genom staden
de jublar och de klappar händer och hovar
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden


Dammet ryker och människorna flyttar sig åt sidan
de vill inte bli sårade
de är mycket imponerade av den skicklighet de visar
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden


Hennes morfar säger hela tiden till henne, snälla fall inte till marken      (=jag!!)
Du kan krossa många ben
men flickan och hästen, de bara skrattar åt honom
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden

The Girl on the Horse - 2024-12-07 10.56

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"George Harrison's song "Pisces Fish" from his 2002 album Brainwashed is about the infinite river of souls flowing into the ocean of perfection. The song's lyrics and music are inspired by Raja Yoga, a key book in Harrison's spiritual life.
The lyrics and music are inspired by Raja Yoga, a key book in Harrison's spiritual life.
The aquatic theme comes from the final words of Raja Yoga.
The music recalls the earlier eco-etchings All Things Must Pass and The Ballad of Sir Frankie Crisp.
The title is a reference to his own zodiac sign, and the guitarist lived out an abundance of change in his professional life.
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I'm a composer, working from a 3' x 5' studio (some may call it a dinette) in a 5th wheel camper, while traveling the United States. I've been on the road for six years, so most of my recent work will have come from a different state (of mind and location) during my travels.

Music makes me feel better about everything. I don't know that I'm ever happier than when I am creating. I sometimes wonder if creativity isn't one of the primary keys to happiness. Do you ever feel better than when you say, "Look what I did."? This phrase magically conjures the purest sense of childlike joy.

Music works for every part of our lives. We all have music for when we are sad, happy, celebrating, meeting others, when we are alone, and even when we are lonely. Did a song come to mind as you read each of those situations? I remember the first song I ever heard on the radio, on my first bus ride to kindergarten. One of my favorite musical memories is playing in a band for steel beach on the flight deck of the aircraft carrier USS Nimitz.

I love telling stories with music. Everybody loves John Coffey in the Green Mile, but Mr. Jingles should have a song commemorating his reaching and joining the circus at Mouseville. If you agree, join me for this and similar journeys. The music here is synthetic, but as real as you would choose to have it.

My music most often lands on Soundcloud first and is inspired by one of my favorite communities, Naviar Haiku:
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I find writing to a Haiku prompt sufficiently limiting and exquisitely inspiring.

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