The Sunday Muse #139 photo prompt: “ I always sang, from the time I could make a noise. And I always wrote. I wrote little poems and at about 8 or 9, I started writing little songs. ” 1970 Laura Nyro, 1947- 1997. Surprisingly, this is the first I've heard of this song writer/recording artist, although I am familiar with some of the songs she wrote. After an afternoon learning more about her I wrote two responses to the prompt. I incorporated lines from her songs, which are italicized. Some poetic license was taken; don't take my words as biographical. I Know I know my days are numbered as my mother’s were. Mourn for me, yes, miss me when I’m gone. Then, scatter me beneath the maple where I saw leafy green springs and red autumns. For the trees have eyes , to see the stars . A Cool Jade Wind Will Blow Searching for a miracle , pearl in an oyster . I’m so tired . But the oyster’s just an oyster and there ain’t ...
A beautiful one. Very true as well.
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Thank you. The first one does stick with us, doesn't it?
DeleteWords of truth. Nice.
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Thank you.
DeleteSounds like the beginnings of a song😊. Nice!
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