Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Do You Feel My Mood

Claudia;s  Flickr page

Hey baby do you feel my mood
well,  it's sort of mellow indigo blue
thinking of you under  a full moon
waiting patiently to sit on your lap
your eyes glance at my sultry curves
something inside you begins to stir
you reach for me, humming a tune
holding me close stroking my neck
plucking strings,  my heart  sings
under starlight we begin to sway
sighs of delight, increasing cadence
lost in the moment creating art



posted for dVerse hosted by Mary
writing to artwork by Claudia
her art. Claudia's Flickr Page

67 comments:

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    1. Hi Alex,

      Does he enjoy guitar music? smiling..

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  2. Truedessa, I really like this one and the mood you created with your words. It is kind of a different style for you, and it is delightful!

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    1. Hi Mary,

      Thanks, I guess I am in an indigo mood tonight. Actually, I am not feeling well. I've been sick for a couple of days.

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    2. Truedessa, I do hope you will feel better very soon & let that indigo mood behind.

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    3. Thanks Mary..hopefully, I can shake this quickly.

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    4. Oh Mary, I apologize as you were hosting and we were using artwork of Claudia's. sorry, I've been ill.

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  3. I KNOW my son truly loves his guitar - I think he named "her" Yvaine (the fallen star from Stardust movie). This is a joy to read and a "mellow indigo blue" is a great "state of mind" to be in. ;)

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    1. Thanks, for sharing I hope your son always feels the pull of music. It is a great creative outlet.

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    1. thank you..gotta love sultry guitar music..

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  5. Yes, though it has been at least ten thousand years, through your poem I DID feel your mood and vaguely recall those lost times.........beautifully done, my friend.

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    1. Hi Sherry,

      Glad you could feel my mood..a sort of mellow indigo blue..

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  6. Great metaphorical use of the guitar in your poem Truedessa. It is so good when the heart sings.

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    1. Thanks, every heart has a song waiting to be sung..

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  7. Play away and pluck the strings, such thoughts sure take wings. Hope surely springs and two become one doing other umm things haha

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    1. lost in the moment two hearts in tune
      playing a song under a full moon...

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  8. I almost chose the guitar, too. LOVE this. I love all things indigo, and moon, and bluesy. This is wonderful.

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    1. Thank you, the guitar just spoke to me tonight..

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  9. mellow indigo blue...hey, its under the full moon, smiles ~ love the soft romantic cadence ~

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    1. HI Grace,

      You know it would have to be a full moon there is just something alluring about that moon..smiling..

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  10. beautiful capture of the intimate feel between the instrument and the musician...i like the exchange of moods between them...and how you describe it through the color...

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    1. Hi Brian,

      Thanks I think there is a great love between an artist and his instrument. Reminds me of Bryan Adams "Run to You"

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  11. I think you captured what was in the picture waiting to come out.

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    1. Perhaps, a song just waiting to be sung..

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  12. I love how you personified that guitar...oh, yes, they are seductive...a love affair between the player and his guitar. Excellent!

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    1. Creating art under the full moon..

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  13. hmmm nice..when the heart starts singing under starlight..in the moment... it is a beautiful thing.. i have seen some guitar players that seemed to have a love affair with their instrument...awesome

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    1. Thanks Claudia for the use of your picture and for hosting tonight. This one just jumped out at me.

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  14. Indigo mood.. I think poetry sometimes is better created when I having the blues.

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    1. Well, those indigo moods can be inspiring in many ways.

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  15. Smiles - love the way you personify the guiter - defines the mood for music differently

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    1. Thanks Abhra, just tried to capture the magic of the mood..

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  16. I absolutely love the idea of describing a mood through color...mellow indigo blue - perfect :)

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    1. I agree Keith color and moods go well together..reminds me of those mood rings I wonder if they ever really work but, it seems people are compelled to try them.

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  17. i love how the guitar speaks...it's unique..

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    1. thank you well it does have a voice of it's own it just needs help
      to convey it's message..

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  18. Another shift in perspective there - I like the way you capture the voice of the guitar.

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    1. Sometimes poetry is about perspective...thanks for visiting..

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  19. Coming late to your party, I can only echo the superlatives already written above; terrific POV, very creative response to the sketch. Claudia uses her art & music to reflect her poetic perspectives, as do you.

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    1. Late to the party is better than not arriving..always a pleasure to have you visit.

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  20. Oh lovely, gives a whole new meaning to making beautiful music together!

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    1. Hi Rosemary,

      One has to enjoy the music...

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  21. Truly a beautiful poem that will leave my heart singing long after the words fade into memories. Brilliant!

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    1. Thank you for a lovely comment..keep that heart singing even if it is to a new tune..

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  22. Nice. Sexy and playful. I like this.
    Hope you're feeling better. (I read the first few comments.)

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    1. Thanks Myrna I am still not feeling well but, trying to mend.

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  23. How romantic. Nice metaphor. Really like prose.

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    1. Thanks it was fun to compose..

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  24. I see I'm not the only one using personification :-) Really enjoyed this poem from the guitar's perspective!

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    1. I think a few of us took that approach..I liked yours about the laundry machine.

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  25. I love really love this Trudessa!
    My mood is indigo blue too dear ahhh!
    Maybe you need make a travel by the sea with the pirate Pat:)
    Hugs!

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    1. Gloria Gloria my baker friend..

      What are you baking today? Take a trip did you say to the Captain's Bay?

      hugs to you as well..

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  26. I know! They are like cats, those guitars and pianos--they sit and stare calling calling silently until we obey. And then, what beautiful music we make together. (Not that I play a piano--but I have a cat and a computer calling me.)

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    1. Susan,

      This was funny..but, hey you never know what that cat and computer might have to say..

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  27. I don't know what it is about strings, but when I heard them played, I stop dead in my tracks and listen. Just as this post caught me just now. :)

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    1. Hi David,

      Welcome back..glad it caught your attention..

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  28. I like the voice of the guitar, very cleverly done.

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  29. You've given Claudia's beautiful sketch a beautiful song!

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    1. Her sketch wanted to be heard..

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  30. loved the way you have created the moment between the instrument and the player..

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    1. Ah, they share a great bond creating music..

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  31. Enjoyed reading this. I like the sketch you chose.

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    1. Peggy, thank you for visiting and leaving a comment. It was hard to pick one of Claudia's sketches as they all have a message but, this one just jumped out at me.

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  32. Oh I feel your mood, as you do mine...


    So, Blue you are wondering about time
    haven't you realized that time is "NOW"
    enjoy this moment so sweet in its prime
    feel the kiss of life on you furrowed brow

    It's the one thing that makes me sad
    It's like I'm given a present I still wish I had
    Does that make sense to a woman so blue?
    Do you know I love now too?


    fill you heart & soul with lofty rhymes
    relax barefoot under a willow's bough
    listening to songs of a distant chime
    to smell a rose, in silence softly bow

    Elvis sang, Now I'm a willow and I can bend
    I guess I know now what he meant, my friend
    When listening to song of a distant chime
    I realize I still have time


    beauty so rare, messages sublime
    stars, sun and moon are here to wow
    taste the zestfulness of life, key lime
    can't you see blue time is indeed now

    Oh I could see when I was blind
    Or nearly so, my health declined
    And now I try to take in every view
    But it's hard for a guy that's blue

    I love the here and now so much I don't want to let go
    Not when there's so much to experience at my show

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    1. I know you love the here and now
      so much to enjoy on the stage of life
      it's not over until you take that final bow
      enjoy the moments forget about strife

      You once were blind but, now can see
      You once were lost but, now are found
      singing songs about life in a new key
      opening your heart to wondrous sound

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