Monday, January 8, 2024

Beguin The Beguine



The Music I Grew Up With ~ Liquid Gold




a new year unfolds 
it will slowly unfold 
a new tale unspoken
ne'er heard 
unbroken ~~
i begin at the beginning



Posted by Helen at 9:25 AM
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11 comments:

  1. Penelope NotesJanuary 8, 2024 at 10:52 AM

    Love the freshness in your prose and agree the song IS liquid gold!

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  2. Yvonne OsborneJanuary 8, 2024 at 1:25 PM

    This song reminds me of my folks. They were great dancers and loved their music.

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  3. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJanuary 8, 2024 at 7:00 PM

    Liquid gold indeed! And a lovely inspiration for your poetic reflections.

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  4. RajaniJanuary 8, 2024 at 8:07 PM

    The best of 2024 to you, Helen.

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  5. Mariette VandenMunckhof-VedderJanuary 9, 2024 at 4:31 AM

    Dearest Helen,
    Happy and above all a healthy 2024!
    Hugs,
    Mariette

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  6. Yvonne OsborneJanuary 9, 2024 at 5:45 AM

    He makes the clarinet look easy. Love the saxophone solo. Music with my morning coffee xoxo

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  7. dsnake1January 10, 2024 at 6:55 AM

    I love the optimism in the words.
    Have a safe and happy new year! :)

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  8. purplepeninportland.comJanuary 10, 2024 at 6:00 PM

    This is lovely, Helen.

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  9. jossinaJanuary 10, 2024 at 8:50 PM

    Unspoken, unbroken, a new beginning ✨️, love the calming tone of this poem

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  10. Magaly GuerreroJanuary 13, 2024 at 5:43 AM

    I love the joy that blooms with new beginnings. Under that thrill, everything seems possible. And is, methinks.

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  11. LoriFebruary 10, 2024 at 5:21 AM

    So very true.

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I appreciate each of you and the comments you leave ~~ thanks so much.

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