Caressing Her Strings with Poetry


Circe Denyer

What makes the curves of a guitar so sexy?


George Hodan

Her poetry sings from her strings,


Junior Libby

an intimate crescendo by the caress of her guitarist.


Linnaea Mallette


The Art and Poetry of Music That Makes You Move


Put on your dancing shoes and let’s dance! Stroke your art brush with the fluidity of vibrant, festive paint and watch your canvas dance. Dip your literary pen in the finest hues of ink and allow the sword of colors to engage in swashbuckling adventure.

Music Makes You Move

Dance styles, origins and fads
form a novelty during a time
where the fashion and pulse of music
possesses body movements like a puppet on a string.

Do you remember the dance of your era
were you a dancing machine or had two left feet
whether a waltz, tap or the jitterbug
the rhythm makes you move to a spiritual beat.

Do you smile when you remember the boogie-woogie
the Charleston, quickstep or Calypso
do you laugh when you recall the jerk or funky chicken
doing the Macarena, the pony or disco?

Are you serious when you dance the foxtrot
do the hustle, tango or salsa
are you carefree when dancing hip-hop
what about the twist, shag or rumba?

Are you regimented with ballet or ballroom
doing the robot or Irish step-dancing
regardless of the timing or the instrumental beat
the rhythm fits a mood, whether celebrating or romancing.

© 2013 Wings of the Wind: A Cornucopia of Poetry

The Poetry of Guitars during International Guitar Month

Guitars, Poetry, International Guitar Month, Music, Stringed Instrument

Do you play the guitar? Why do so many people love playing this popular musical instrument? Well, get your guitar muse on because April is International Guitar Month. Guitar enthusiasts around the world are finding creative ways to express their admiration and love for this instrument. During National Poetry Month, here’s a little haiku love as music fills the air!

Guitar Song

Amplified wood box
whispers of strings-a-strummin’
fretted instrument.

© Kym Gordon Moore

Music, Guitar, Poetry, International Guitar Month

International Guitar Month, Music, Art, National Poetry Month

Music, Guitars

guitars, music

music, guitars, instruments

Happy #NationalPoetryMonth

Are the Lines of Art and Music Blurred by Artificial Intelligence?

Artificial Intelligence, AI, Tech, Innovation

Are the lines between art, music and artificial intelligence really becoming blurred? I read an article in Scientific American about creativity, value and artistic judgment regarding robotically generated art and music. The question about how the lines could become blurred in relation to the impact AI generated creations would have on human creativity could really jeopardize our time, talents, imagination, value and products.

If you are an artist, musician, photographer or even a writer, although I am one who is intrigued by the capability of artificial intelligence, does it scare you just as much as it does me on how such productivity could have a horrific effect on how our individual value and worth is seen?

Art, Music, Artificial Intelligence

Image credit: Jay Bendt

The advancement of technology has affected practically everyone around the world, whether you are techno-savvy or not. Please take a moment to read this article from Science American, Is Art Created by AI Really Art?

As an artist, musician, photographer or writer do you think this is a legitimate reason for concern, or is this much ado about nothing?

The Birds Are Alive with the Sound of Music

Winter, Birds, Snow

Image credit: JB Stran

There’s no doubt that these arctic cold temperatures many of us have been experiencing over the past several weeks aren’t leaving us in that jubilant spirit we saw Julie Andrews portraying as she sang “The Sound of Music.” Nope, I think it is safe to say that we are far too busy focusing on how to stay warm.

Birds, Winter

This morning, I opened the blinds to my windows and looked outside at the small lake glistening through a chorus of leafless trees behind our house and wah-lah, it is still very frozen. I saw a representation of sights and heard some all too familiar welcoming sounds I would typically see and hear during the Spring and Summer months. The sweet singing of a few birds, one primarily belting out some tweets on my deck, was flowing like hot maple syrup over a stack of flapjacks. I also noticed the rapid flapping wings of Bluejays, Cardinals, and Carolina Wrens flying to and fro among the barren trees. How delightful!

Winter, Birds

Image credit: JB Stran

I am always amazed by nature’s adaptation and resilience to whatever climate change or weather pattern we are experiencing. While celebrating the gift of life these birds through their communication of singing and living independently, remind me this morning that whatever external occurrences want to weigh you down with despair, anxiousness or sorrow, your attitude and approach to life in spite of these external conditions, will leave you content, and you’ll be singing your personal song of gratitude, no matter what!

Birds, Winter

Image Credit: Petr Kratochvil

Winter, Birds

Image credit: Vera Kratochvil

Winter, Ducks

Image Credit: Cristie Guevara

Seduce Your Keys During National Piano Month

National Piano Month, Music, Piano, Keyboards

Image credit: Kai Stachowiak

Ludwig van Beethoven stroked them, Frédéric Chopin seduced them, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart tantalized them, Arthur Rubinstein caressed them, Ray Charles soulized them, Elton John rocked them, Alicia Keys set them on fire, Liberace dazzled them, and Yuja Wang fashioned them. The piano, an acoustic, stringed musical instrument invented in Italy by Bartolomeo Cristofori around the year 1700, in which the strings are struck by hammers, is played using a keyboard. Accomplished pianists and musicians use the piano or electronic keyboards to electrify their audience’s musical appetite.

Seduce those piano keys with the strokes of sweet seductive harmony as we celebrate National Piano Month throughout the month of September. Whether you’re a concert pianist or electronic keyboardist light up your keyboards by celebrating all things piano. So tune up those Midnight Onyx and Pearly Ivory keys and make sweet melodies with each stroke of entertaining musical delight.

Love is like playing the piano. First you must learn to play by the rules, then you must forget the rules and play from your heart. -Unknown

Feel The Music

African-American Music Appreciation Month, Music

“To live is to be musical, starting with the blood dancing in your veins. Everything living has a rhythm. Do you feel your music?” ― Michael Jackson

As we approach the end of African-American Music Appreciation Month, I wanted to pay tribute to the essence of old school music with this poem The Soul of Old School Music.

The Soul of Old School Music

Oh the sweet sounds of music
whether it’s classical, jazz or rap
rhythm and blues, rock ‘n’ roll
country, alternative or neo soul
the essence of old school music
messages that were thought provoking
soul stirring and entertaining
timeless lyrics still resonating today.

Old school music continues to be sampled
re-recorded by singers of this new age
the foundation of most old school music
was grassroots planted and church choir trained
not vulgar or obscene, but sexy and sensual
not too excessive, retaliatory or rebellious
but smooth and united with a funky style.

Voices rich in tone, range and technique
unique vocalists defined by their style and pitch
when you close your eyes you identified who they were
voices that could never be duplicated although imitated
colorblind to the treble and bass clef of any singer
running through scales that seemed impossible.

There were groups who brought the music
and played with live bands
crossing over to audiences of various cultures
with amazing showmanship, costumes and life-changing lyrics.

With all of the finger snappin’, body thumpin’
hip shakin’ and toe tappin’
the music echoed with reminders of the time
disconnecting people from war, discord, injustice and poverty
to connections of love, peace, understanding and unity
old school music became our great escape
with messages still ringing with purpose this day.

From the ballrooms of the big band era
to the bright neon lights of Broadway
bleeding throughout the corridors of posh dance halls
to the streets of neighborhood juke joints
from barber shops to beauty salons
from a Cadillac to a Chevrolet
crooners of old school music
command the attention of new school style.

As the music plays on, it lives on
giving us a deeper appreciation of what it historically says
how we hear and what we feel through the tempo
bridging a generational gap in worn out dancing shoes.

Thank you Dick Clark, Ed Sullivan and Don Cornelius
thank you Motown, Arista, Columbia, Epic and Atlantic
if you didn’t introduce them, we never would have known
the ambassadors behind the soul of old school music.

Wings of the Wind: A Cornucopia of Poetry © 2013 Kym Gordon Moore