The Poem

This poem is about the joy of music and the way it connects to our lives in a personal way. A song can just take hold of us and make everything else go away. Our poet, Sue was a brilliant musician who always lived with a song on her lips and a beat in her step.

 

The Picture

I worked to create a mood of joy and rhythm in this picture, much the same way a favourite song can take over our feelings and lift our spirits.

Head Radio

 

Kinship with strangers

late at night

starting to feel whole again

                   no explaining the feeling

thinking about old love

 

Got high today

listening to Neil Young

he says just “walk on”

but

“sooner or later it all gets real”

too real

sometimes.

 

Smoke a little more red

that’s been going around

Then, later on

encouragement

pours from a large black box

                  I got from a new friend

 

All

Led Zeppelins

Rise with the heat

And

“My time is gonna come”

 

death or prosperity…

no one serves two masters

and you got to serve somebody

So

When old DJ’s die

where do they

                  go?

 

By: Sue Michaud

 

“Sounds of Music” By: Sylvia Arthur