Nostalgia from my childhood and what I wasn’t alive for.
Reminding me of listening to the radio and CD players.
Played for the umpteenth time and still heard for the first.
Connected through lyrics written with passion and strength.
Understood for the art it was intended to be.
Instrumentals pouring through my soul like Henny on ice.
Being transported nationally and internationally by the taps of my fingers.
Careless enough to explore any genre of my choosing.
Appreciated for the creativity and beauty and dedication.

A chance to escape to forget but never forgetting to truly escape.

Music has the power to inspire those that also want to create.
It can set you free if you let it.
Music can turn a world on its head back upside.
It can lift up a hung-down head, bring joy to a sad spirit.
Music can do what’s wanted and especially needed.

My ears and my heart cherish the instrumentals, the lyrics, the chance to find memories,
the opportunity to vibe.
Chance after chance to enjoy just one thing as it was, is, and always will be.

-Mia J
9/2/2024

© 2024 Mia J

Bass and bourbon notes
Flutter down through my system
And I taste the sound.

Harmonies and melodies that accompanied my drift,
nursing wounded soul and often giving it a lift.
Moments when cords and rhythm took me the next mile,
so many old chorus' that could make my heart smile.

Songs and tunes that touched the moments I've seen,
to connect forever to people and places I've been.
Soundtrack to my life to record memories in rhyme,
taking me back as if I were some traveler in time.

At some lonely hour when an old track comes to mind,
stresses and troubles for a time gone and left behind.
Teleported by some in the moment pertinent track,
where a mind can find escape and be taken right back.

The music of who I am, of my soul that shaped my life,
at every joyous moment and every tumultuous next strife.
I play those old tunes and I sing so badly right along,
I can't help but  to do so, as its my life and hearts song.

Move

           to the
                     beat
        
                                of your own
                                                      soundtr­ack,


Before your ears are no longer moved by the notes.

its been two years
without you in my life
since I abruptly left
years full of pain and confusion
of being lost
the pain you brought me
was nothing compared to the pain without you
the soundtrack of my life
missing