Art~Whimsically Yours
Art~Whimsically Yours
Many unique songs. Try one out and let me know what you think. I will return the favor. The Hollow-Days Of Addiction.(A Christmas message for all )Christmas has come back againFor the third year in a rowAnd we haven't seen our precious sonEver since he had to goTo jail then off to rehabThen violating two probation'sthe court ordered no contactSo we've had no conversationsCause he'd abused his Mom so muchLeaving her soul terrifiedand came after me so angrilyEvery time that he got highwe both tried in every way we couldBut then we had to say goodbye....Christmas on drugs and alcohol Was never a...
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Oct 14, 2025
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"Love Is Elusive." -by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 16.04.2024 3:24
I met a girl who had long, sleek black hair, just south of here on a beach somewhere She said "Hello!" and then she smiled at me, oh, so hungrily, starting my day off so beautifully, But when I turned around to look again, she just wasn't there, she wasn't anywhere, she just wasn't there....... Chorus- Love is elusive, too often it just slips away, just when you think you've found what you needed...
"Motel 666!"-by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 15.04.2024 3:16
Just another cup of coffee and I'm on my way to another lonely day 4 sugars and a cream cause my life's not as sweet when you're far away when you're far away. thousands of miles still lay before me as I chase my American dream all across the U.S.A. Still, I'm longing for six feet of a rumpled bed in your loving arms. But I'm stuck here instead wailing my blues for pay in endless cafes at the end...
"Fame Versus Love." -by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 15.04.2024 3:11
I have chased and touched the hems of fame I’ve even snagged its slippery coat tails, like a burr on finest silk impaled clinging to anything that fame availed high above the common man I sailed thinking that I’d at long last prevailed. Unaware of what such flights unveil Toxic perfumes Fame exudes inhaled all my trains of thought became derailed, till I tumbled free with anguished wails, fingerna...
"My Stationary Friend."- by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 15.04.2024 3:23
Ever since I was a little boy you've been faithfully there for me, though you've changed in size much like I did we both share such history, My Mama loved me most... to you and back, she'd whisper it nightly, and since she died, you're my reminder of her love eternally. Chorus- I've kissed some truly lovely girls, after bringing them back home, as your watchful face peered through curtains of dark...
"Much More Than Minor Vibes!"-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 15.04.2024 3:00
Anything But Minor Vibes….Please! In many other woman I have known There was always a spark that wound up becoming just minor vibes. But baby you set my pulse to pounding and my impulses to love only you are constantly hounding me to astounding levels. My heart is a sonic boom times ten thousand beats exploding when you walk into a room. Just your touch on my arm as you greet me bring tactile sens...
"Never Looking back." by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 14.04.2024 2:53
She and I, her loving me, a guy and girl both meant to be much more than just physically attracted She loved my jokes I loved her mind and she could stump me all the time with simple trivia my brain had redacted. She was a teacher I was an artist, and we had nothing in common, it was exceedingly rare much like the stellar love we shared. she had it all and I got more then I had ever known before,...
"Abstinence Makes A Cold Heart Wander."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 14.04.2024 3:25
"Abstinence MakesThe Cold Heart Wander." I put it all into you I gave you my love so true But you pushed it all away, Like you used to do…. Back when we made love after we were through….. but this is something new that’s left my cold heart blue. We’re never intimate Like we were before, We’re like two open doors, Bidding me to go, coaxing you to leave, so now it’s time to grieve for all we used to...
"Bubba's Moonlight Diner.-home of the 5 cent coffee."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 13.04.2024 3:22
Bubba's Diner- Home Of The Five Cent Coffee. My coffee stained pottery cup, sits sepia toned by years of pick me ups and set me downs, holding a caffeine-laced fix beneath my bloodshot eyes. The clatter of dishes and tongues scrambled like my eggs surrounds me. The old vinyl stools in chrome and scarlet poses, rise in a food speckled formation, each covered red cushion cracked from the spread of w...
"Disenchanted Forest."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 13.04.2024 2:40
Utterly lost in the tangle of your mendacity, limbs flailing at the woods that became wouldn'ts trying to find the roots of where our love once bloomed. My soul a knothole, empty and dark as I stagger through the acres of aches, following the endless forked tongues of the paths on which you've led me, leading only to dead ends. With only this poet tree to support me, its strength etched deeply in...
"A Non-Traditional Wedding Vow." -by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 13.04.2024 3:39
They always told me that I needed to be committed, but you were the only one to convince me, and here we are. Beneath a gossamer veil, our lips sealing a lifelong devotion, deep within our souls. For so long I fought off the idea of eternal love, always wondering why it never lasted anyway, but then there was you. My blue-eyed, ravishingly beautiful lady of hope, this is where I want forever to be...
"Just What I Need In A Woman." by-Magi©ian™ & Matthew F. Blowers III 12.04.2024 3:38
Uncompromising Love. The woman in my life, must be my life, sharing everything more, with nothing less, for what is life without a woman to make breathing worthwhile. What good are two who are opposed, aside from opposites attracting, for it is the blend of what's opposite that sweetens all that is flesh and of course shared souls. Anything besides this, would be just a fraction, a subtraction fro...
"Somewhere In A Sleaze Bar East of Sanity."-by Magi©ian™ & Matthew F. Blowers III 12.04.2024 3:31
Idaho the Italian bimbo got very drunk on some Minnie-soda and gin she got s-Ohio that she made a very Illinois and threw up all over her New Jersey. Another lady named Virginia was concerned and told the bartender Jackson to see if Idaho was all right. As he himself was known as one of the party Boise nodded and replied "Alaska!" but when he said "Hawaii??" she made a Louisville right into the la...
"My Netherworlds."-by-Magi©ian™ & Matthew F. Blowers III 12.04.2024 2:48
(This song has more lyrics then the original set, they were written as I sang the song with musical ad-Libs which are streams of conciousness....Enjoy!) In the space between my mind and the emptiness of never-mind, exists a place my soul longs to vacate to, a world of possibilities lie tangent there. There an unfinished song hums on, a blank canvas hangs filled with colorful arrays that stun the o...
"Just Breathe Between Kisses." by-Magi©ian™ & Matthew F. Blowers III 12.04.2024 4:45
(This song has many more lyrics then the original set, they were written as I sang the song with musical ad-Libs which are streams of conciousness....Enjoy!) Breathe between kisses, there is no sweeter air, draw oxygen during the gasps of being suckled. Let your nostrils flare in a quick whoosh when she crooks a finger at you inviting heavier breathing. Hold your breath between mouthfuls till she...
"Genuflections Of Grief."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 10.04.2024 1:50
In the cathedral of my cranium, echoes the song of our love silenced, its fading whispers even fill the emptiness of my heart, I am baptized in pain, it washes over me in saline tears, I have taken communion with loneliness, the bitter whine of despair, and a thin wafer of hope taints my soul. I read through the old testaments of your love, seeking a new testament, a revelation of forgiveness, but...
Divorces Tombs.-by- Magi©ian™ & Matthew F. Blowers III 09.04.2024 3:32
It turns out quite tumultuous, when folks become adulterous, as one whose married seeks the bliss, that can't be found in lonely fists, or fingers curled to seek what's missed in grown cold beds where two exist, in contracts that have gone amiss. It starts with one forbidden kiss, then onto flesh bared, it persists, escaping from love's dark abyss, lust does not wane, it leads to this. There is a...
"Infinitesimal Happenstances."-by-Magi©ian™ & Matthew F. Blowers III 09.04.2024 4:23
The world weaves on all around us, unseen in our rush through the hub-bub of daily life. Silk strands hang blended in delicate patterns, as a spider suckles on the fly that annoyed us yesterday. Snail trails lie painted from many tic-tac-toes that moved so slow all across the black asphalt canvas of the driveways. A lady bug leaves a very unladylike deposit in the bed of a tulip. A tear falls thre...
"When Love Declared Becomes Despair."-by Magi©ian™ & Matthew F. Blowers III 07.04.2024 2:31
This pair is now despair, when one is left, in solitaire, saddled to love's worst nightmare, a lonely ride we all must share, when beauty once beyond compare, dissolves beneath an angry glare, and passion fades without a prayer, a pain that souls can hardly bear, two broken hearts beyond repair, I know this grief, I've spent time there, when seeking love, take care, beware, its ruins lie most ever...
"Deserted." by-Magi©ian™& Matthew F. Blowers III 07.04.2024 3:27
There ain't nothing dryer then un-kissed lips, Pink, petulant apertures, not pacified by passion, all that is moist goes right out of a body and soul loneliness is a saguaro, arms endlessly beseeching empty heavens in a godless wasteland. I've seen such ravaged beauty as it's skulking around bus stations, or on dark streets cruising one eye blackened and the other one inviting the drunken fist of...
"I Knew An April Way Back When." by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 06.04.2024 3:20
This song was written around the poem I created below ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~author's note I knew an April once I knew an April way back then her eyes were like the rain all misty blue they deeply held her dreams and every pain she begged me to remain and keep our world the same her lips were temptresses they beckoned like two tulip petals oh how they quivered when we kissed my heart took hours...
The Big Bang's Denial - Untitled 13 06.04.2024 3:18
She pulled it out gently from between his white drawers wrapping her fingers around it in a tight grip. Holding it snugly in her hand she gazed at it caressing the length of it. She boldly stared at the tip running her finger over the hole and closing her eyes worried it might explode in her hand without warning. She gingerly slid her finger around and under and over its most curved part lowering...
"Weekly Yearnings!" -By Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 06.04.2024 3:05
Some Thoughts On Making It Without You. Mudane begins my week long fast that moves so slow without you. Twos-day is merely one without your sweet lips paired with mine. Wednesday just finds me wending my way through the its endless drudge. Thirst-day will leave me parched without your warm and liquid gaze. Fry-day reveals the burning of my passion with sweet yearnings. Sadder-day mars places that...
"A Little Night Song."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 05.04.2024 3:20
This is a little night song that you might find too long like most nights for those filled with despair with no one who cares the night does not blind them to the pain the pain remains and often they refrain from embracing the dreams that were meant to take them away from all that they suffered during the days but the night still comes and stays till the dawn delays...... another lonely night. ant...
"Habitual Love."-by Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 05.04.2024 2:28
Sold my soul to a demon... in a tan speckled skirt and a hot white top. Sacrificing burnt offerings and dreaming of this smoldering love I can't stop. oh, I wake up every morning with craving desires, For that taste on my lips, and on my fingertips, My addiction that's fired with passions desires, putting good men before me into their shadowed crypts. their shadowed crypts.... It's a match made in...
"Prisoner In Your Heart." by-Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III 05.04.2024 2:21
Don't ever let a love you've lost become a prisoner in your heart, you've got to just break free, from that misery and make a brand new start, Cause the world is full of guys and girls so many lonely folks just looking for love, but don't compare them too the one who made you so blue... or you'll never find what you're dreaming of. Don't let that hole in your soul destroy the hopes that you hold,...
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