THE CREATIVITY PRAYER
(with respectful acknowledgement to Reinhold Niebuhr)
Muse, grant me the creativity
To see the things I cannot see,
The willingness to touch what's in front of me,
And the hunger to embrace it all.
Facing darkness one day at a time;
Accepting the future as a pathway to peace;
Taking, as the Muse does, this world's joys
As they are, not as I would have them be;
Trusting that the Muse will open new doors
If I surrender to her will;
That I may remain curious in this life
And supremely fulfilled by the muse.
Forever in the moment.
Let it be.
That’s it for this month. Short. And I hope sweet.
Except for this marketing bit for a compilation CD, "Freedom Bound," I enjoyed producing as a fundraiser for Educate Van Zandt. Nearly three in 10 adults in this county have no high school degree or GED; a few of us are trying to change that. The CD is an eclectic mix of country, folk, rock, blues, and jazz vocals from these Texas singer-songwriters, in the order of the songs: Eliza Gilkyson, Eric Taylor, Becca Dalrymple, Jimmy Lafave, Jay Johnson, Adam Carroll, Tiffany Shea, Susan Gibson, Lisa Markley, Terri Hendrix, Macon Greyson, Kimmie Rhodes &Willie Nelson, McKay Brothers, Billy Joe Shaver, Randy Hopper, Nathan Hamilton, and Mickey Newbury. It's a good CD, and I thank the artists and their labels.
The CDs make great gifts. If you'd like a copy, send a $15 check made out to "Educate Van Zandt" to my address below. If you'd like multiple copies, send $10 per CD. So far, I've sold more copies outside Van Zandt County than I have in the county.
That really is it for this month.
Except for this poem, "Communion Hall," from my in-progress chapbook, "I Am the Ghosts You Fear."
trees weep
in the grey forest
on overcast days
while people speak
meaningless words
into bottles of vodka
angry miracles
and a beautiful woman,
wise eyes averted
toward temptation
by the piano’s slow notes
in another hotel bar
her memories dance
with the fingered sounds
of a song written
while trees wept
in the grey forest
on an overcast day
her memories dance
(with respectful acknowledgement to Reinhold Niebuhr)
Muse, grant me the creativity
To see the things I cannot see,
The willingness to touch what's in front of me,
And the hunger to embrace it all.
Facing darkness one day at a time;
Accepting the future as a pathway to peace;
Taking, as the Muse does, this world's joys
As they are, not as I would have them be;
Trusting that the Muse will open new doors
If I surrender to her will;
That I may remain curious in this life
And supremely fulfilled by the muse.
Forever in the moment.
Let it be.
That’s it for this month. Short. And I hope sweet.
Except for this marketing bit for a compilation CD, "Freedom Bound," I enjoyed producing as a fundraiser for Educate Van Zandt. Nearly three in 10 adults in this county have no high school degree or GED; a few of us are trying to change that. The CD is an eclectic mix of country, folk, rock, blues, and jazz vocals from these Texas singer-songwriters, in the order of the songs: Eliza Gilkyson, Eric Taylor, Becca Dalrymple, Jimmy Lafave, Jay Johnson, Adam Carroll, Tiffany Shea, Susan Gibson, Lisa Markley, Terri Hendrix, Macon Greyson, Kimmie Rhodes &Willie Nelson, McKay Brothers, Billy Joe Shaver, Randy Hopper, Nathan Hamilton, and Mickey Newbury. It's a good CD, and I thank the artists and their labels.
The CDs make great gifts. If you'd like a copy, send a $15 check made out to "Educate Van Zandt" to my address below. If you'd like multiple copies, send $10 per CD. So far, I've sold more copies outside Van Zandt County than I have in the county.
That really is it for this month.
Except for this poem, "Communion Hall," from my in-progress chapbook, "I Am the Ghosts You Fear."
trees weep
in the grey forest
on overcast days
while people speak
meaningless words
into bottles of vodka
angry miracles
and a beautiful woman,
wise eyes averted
toward temptation
by the piano’s slow notes
in another hotel bar
her memories dance
with the fingered sounds
of a song written
while trees wept
in the grey forest
on an overcast day
her memories dance
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10:17 PM
