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This is another song using one of my poem titles. Check out the link! Please tell me what you think.

https://suno.com/song/9ff80b46-649b-4bd0-8e76-c4eca6051f64

Rattle in a Cage

(1st Verse)
I was born with symptoms of a transparent disease
midday convulsions, cynical eyes, buckling at the knees
I am stuck with satirical and catatonic eyes,
I carry a tapestry of black and scarlet goodbyes,
I hear my ghosts playing in a symphony singing my riddles
I reside in the flames of the sunset with my anguish crying in the middle

CHORUS:
I am the color gray gripping on to my rage
I have a sister that screams that seems to never age
I have a brother that reads my eulogy from a blank page
I am infatuated with the rattle in a cage

(2nd Verse)
I was born with my lungs full of wide eyed devastation
morning sickness, sarcastic limbs, with my eyesight feeling irritation
I am a bottle of endless and crude pills
I can feel saliva dripping down my disorder seeking a thrill
I can hear my villains playing the violins as I lay out my confessions
I reside in the orchestra of my darkness clenching on to my obsessions

CHORUS:
I am the color gray gripping on to my rage
I have a sister that screams that seems to never age
I have a brother that reads my eulogy from a blank page
I am infatuated with the rattle in a cage

Bridge:
Recklessness is my illness and medicine
God laughs at my horrific skeleton
I hold hands with Satan’s storytellers
I sleep under a rose sky beside the bottom dwellers

CHORUS:
I am the color gray gripping on to my rage
I have a sister that screams that seems to never age
I have a brother that reads my eulogy from a blank page
I am infatuated with the rattle in a cage

CHORUS:
I am the color gray gripping on to my rage
I have a sister that screams that seems to never age
I have a brother that reads my eulogy from a blank page
I am infatuated with the rattle in a cage

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To me, music and poetry go hand in hand. I have a playlist that I consistently update weekly. I really enjoy finding musicians or artists that are hidden gems. I tend to add music that is gut wrenching, heartfelt, and voices that stir the soul. I will play the song multiple times to embrace the music and lyrics separately before adding to ensure it fits the playlist. I call this playlist “Breathe in, Breathe Out.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzcXdc7wKyc&pp=ygUeZWR3aW4gbWNhaW4gSeKAmXZlIHNlZW4gYSBsb3Zl

This playlist is cleansing and makes me think of so many things. This kind of music makes me reflect, reminisce, cry at times, and inspires my writing. I call this playlist “Breathe in, Breathe Out” because it brings clarity to the essence of life when I hear it. The music just makes me think about what is important and what isn’t.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9I5nf56SlQA&pp=ygUcbGVyb3kgc2FuY2hleiBpbiB0aGUgc2lsZW5jZQ%3D%3D

My son consistently listens to it as well and it’s priceless to hear him singing the words to any song. I love hearing him sing. He sings so passionately and with joy. It’s a blessing to watch how music impacts him.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUU9kHgOYiQ&pp=ygUdd2lsbCBob2dlIHdoZW4gaSBnZXQgbXkgd2luZ3M%3D

I have added a few songs in this post to share what songs that have been on this playlist. Feel free to provide songs that I can add to this playlist.

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Thy soul shall find itself alone
‘Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone —
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy:
Be silent in that solitude
    Which is not loneliness — for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
    In life before thee are again
In death around thee —  and their will
Shall then overshadow thee: be still.

For the night — tho’ clear — shall frown —
And the stars shall look not down,
From their high thrones in the Heaven,
With light like Hope to mortals given —
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever :

Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish —
Now are visions ne’er to vanish —
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more — like dew-drop from the grass:

The breeze — the breath of God — is still —
And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy — shadowy — yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token —
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries! —

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Selected poems from each of Braeden Michaels’ first five books of poetry:

“The Raven’s Poison” – a full collection characterizing and describing all aspects of the human condition and emotions.

“Stella Walker’s Acquaintances” – character poetry surrounding the friends and acquaintances of a widowed woman as she reflects upon her life.

“Unpaved Crossroads” – poetry which depicts various scenes and moments in time, with a common theme of specific place throughout.

“Growl from the Sun” – a collection of political poetry including Michaels’ magnum opus of the same name, opining governmental and civic current events.

“For You, Love Always” – heart-touching and emotionally moving poetry for lovers.

✨ Release Date: 4/23

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Holly Rene Hunter is the “House of Heart” blog. When I do stop by and read her blog I am quite impressed. Holly does a great job creating beautiful imagery. She writes with elegance and it’s almost as if I’m reading a famous poet from the 1970’s. I am always impressed when I read her blog. I enjoy the choices of word and style. Some may not know this but she also has a book. I encourage for others to take the time to read it.

Please check out her blog if you have not.

I take the time to do this because it is very time consuming for a blogger to answer questions for an award that is offered to them. This is my way of appreciating them without doing a bunch of work.