New Day Sun

I’ve been playing Cello for 1 1/2 weeks so far. I have my first lesson via Zoom on Monday, and my Niece is my teacher. Pardon the songs lately because I’m a rank beginner, but trying to write songs for Cello is a fabulous exercise. Even though I’m getting older, it’s like the new light of a new day – learning something new makes me feel much younger.

No matter how young or old
You can do whatever you want
If it comes from your soul

If it's from the heart
You will succeed
Jump right in and start

With a song on your lips
And a whistle in the wind
No one can sink your ship

The Day Fall Fell

Today was the day Fall Fell
The last leaves of Autumn are on the wing
Cars had Christmas trees on the roof
Soon it will be time to sing (Auld Lang Syne)

Today was the day Fall Fell
The ornaments and lights are going up
Thanksgiving was great fun
Life with you is a Golden Cup

Today was the day Fall Fell
Happy Birthday my Dear
My life is wonderful
With you, and every year

Love For The Fretless

Love for the fretless
Is neither bad nor reckless
If it moves your spirit
When you play you'll hear it

As you gently bow
You will surely know
If it moves your spirit
When you play you'll hear it

You might fiddle around
Then one day go to town
If it moves your spirit
When you play you'll hear it

Autumn Steps

Small garden steps
Strong and steep
Made of brick
Three foot deep

Always warm
And inviting
Garden path
Quite exciting

When the rain
Comes down
Golden leaves fall
Onto the ground

Colorfall

Thankfully
I was proven wrong
Still hanging in there
Colors prolonged

The colors fall
Like water over a cliff
In time for Thanksgiving
What a gift

I'm on the prowl
Eyes open wide
For scenes to capture
On my bike ride



New Testament

My fifth song with Cello. Its a challenge, but the more I play Cello, the more I love it.

This a New Testament
Religious, in a pagan way
Worshipping Nature
What God hath made

No need for text
Prose or sermons
Just open your eyes
Your soul is yearning

Gentle thoughts
Relaxing and kind
Opens your soul
Opens your mind

On My Way Home

On my way home
Off went the call
Five alarm beauty
Fire color wall

These vibrant colors
More sparse and bare
Look at these hold outs
Pockets still there

It's as if
Something doth say
Keep taking pictures
Don't put your camera away!

Thanksgiving Eyes

Late Fall colors Beckon
Just when I gave up
They call me back
I reckon

This tree
Just down the street
On my way to town
I had to stop and greet

On the way home
Trees of many colors
Caught me by surprise
A feast for Thanksgiving Eyes

The Minds Eye

The Eye has a better lens than a camera
It's fantastic
What we humans see
When our eyes are open
Internally

The Internal
Affects the External
When our eyes are open
Autumnal or Vernal

The External
Influences our brain
Bringing pleasure
Or pain

Autumn's paradox
Such color in death
Vernal is green
A baby's first breath

Images beget moods
Color the minds eye
Accentuate the positive
Or scare us deep inside

Take the moon
You'll either sing
Clair de Lune
Or songs filled with doom

You get to choose
Decide what you see
Darkness and sadness or
Light and Beauty

Mysterious Thanksgiving Moon

Thanksgiving Moon
Appeared in my Dream
Softly shining
Mysterious scene

My camera didn't catch
The full glory of the night
So I push processed it
Until I got it right

It occurred to me
That humans can see
Human emotions
Better than technology