The shadow box for Denise's son.

14 days in the beautiful wild of nature, much inspiration and peace.

my son's first album

where I left my car in my past life.....

Putting a face on my music which has been too long anonymous!-LOL

my proud Grandma and Grandpa

some of my sports creations in clay!!o description

My studio

I'm just a song puppet a slave to six strings my muse is my Master forcing my soul to take wings Two hundred gigs a year I ain't getting no loving I miss my girl back home, so dear but my muse just keeps shoving.... Day and night all night long I hear the echoes of every song I've ever played It's lonely out there on that road It's not easy And though I make a lot of cash you know nothing out there will appease me nothing can please me! Cause I'm a song puppet I'm trapped here on this stage Can somebody please come and turn the page and set me free. Maybe my muse is my Devil and this is my Hell!! there's just no way to tell.... Then I hear that crowd roar begging me for more to entertain them over and over again there is no end..... I'm a song puppet a slave to my strings my muse is my Master he controls everything my muse is my master forcing my soul to take wings take wings... I'm a song puppet....................... Art~Whimsically Yours studio By Matthew F. Blowers III & Muhammed Aquil Jamil (c)-2019 Link to song: I'm A Song Puppet.

We have all been at that place where we just want to stay a wee bit longer with one we love, when their feelings have moved on. It is sheer torture and acceptance eventually sets in, but is never the cure for such loss. Enjoy. https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio Isn't There Someway?? I called you up just the other day, and you said that we were through, I tried to help you change your mind, but it was wandering too, and now I'm so lonely and thinking only of what I'm gonna do, But every thought is filled with pain, and so I'm asking you...My darling... Isn't there some way ...someway baby, you can stay? just one little reason? isn't there something ...something baby, I can say to keep you from leaving, I don't want this hurt, and I don't want to know, you don't want to see me, and I must go, Oh, isn't there someway baby.... you can stay? I know there have been times we've shared before, when I have let you down, but there's no way that I can go back and change the wrongs around. cause yesterday's dead and far behind, today doesn't give me very much time, tomorrow and forever is the only chance I'll find... Please give me tomorrow.... Isn't there some way ...someway baby, you can stay? just one little reason? isn't there something ...something baby, I can say to keep you from leaving, I don't want this hurt, and I don't want to know, you don't want to see me, and I must go, Oh, isn't there someway baby.... Baby, you can stay? There are a million reasons in this world, why we do what we choose to do, some are good, while some are bad, and some deny what's true,' But you've chosen the bad and decided to leave me, look to the good baby... please don't grieve me, look to the truth of my love, and try for me..... try hard to see...... That there's got to be some way ...someway baby, you can stay? just one little reason? got to be something ...something baby, I can say to keep you from leaving, I don't want this hurt, and I don't want to know, you don't want to see me, and I must go, Oh, isn't there someway baby.... Baby, you can stay? Oh, isn't there someway baby.... .....you can stay? ArtWhimsically Yours studio MFB III Productions (c)-1977

It's another splendid, Summer day That I get to spend with you till the evening falls.... and the sunshine never looked as beautiful as it does on your skin it's at times like these it seems Love gives us permanent grins. It's so hard to believe that I was blessed with you the whole summer through with so much more left to come in our summer of love. every palm tree has one coconut just hangong around I've grown attached to you just like super glue and I may never hit the ground My friends all tell me there's lots of fish in the sea but I can tell you're hooked on me. . I don't need Hawai or any tropical isle, cause I've got all of the beauty in the world right here as I get lost in your smiles. Don't need no grass skirts cause they tend to itch don't need no money for paradise cause you're already here. It's gonna be a beautiful Summer Cause I'm that guy who found the perfect girl and won her, in life's carnival game of love I got all that i was dreaming of.... So let's just hit a local beach with Margaritas in reach just sharing tangy kisses in between the limes... celebrating that I'm yours and you are mine. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019

It’s a curse that wears me down even now as I sit here and sing Age is a vicious fiend you know It steals everything…… And my mirrors are lie detectors Revealing all that I deny Graying hair and wrinkle reflectors till the day I die…… But I’m not old yet…. I still have songs that I must write Between my newest friend called “Pain,” in the wee hours of the night. Till my arthritic hands discover that my fingers are too stiff To bend the strings and tightly cover what I used to call a riff…….. The classics are Jurassic they’re all retiring And what’s even far more tragic is they’ll have no new songs to sing…. It’s a curse that cannot be reversed we are all meant to get old Cause there’s young musicians in the wings who have stories they want told. And the best that you can hope for as you fade away to dust is to leave behind a legacy full of songs that others must continue to listen to while they sit there missing you even as the fiend that they call age is making them blue too we all gotta pay our dues….. In extra wide memory foam shoes former dancers stuck with walkers trying to flee from death the stalker former rockers with no offers filling rocking chairs as paupers None of us get to choose all that we lose in the debut of the aging we’ll all go through…… Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. blowers III-©-2019

https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio It's All About Babies!! I used to be a Baby way way back in that land of maybe Long ago.... And I didn't get a choice back then I had no voice only the soft cry I wailed as they slapped me on my tiny cheeks and I came into the world. And I used to have a Mom And Dad, But they're both gone now and it makes me sad. I've become a Father like my Daddy was but I'm doing a lot of things differently . Just because..... He wasn't always there for me even though I realize that's how it had to be... We shared a whole lot of love and poverty and he worked his fingers to the bone for his family... and I'll always love him tenderly. But I've come to realize Life is all about babies and those incredible maybes with the hopes and promises each baby brings. We all are a gifts from God wrapped in the flesh of newborns and a world without babies would be filled with a sad absence of maybes Forevermore..... So let's keep making babies and someday just maybe one will come along and grow up and offer us All that we've been hoping for A road to Peace evermore. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2019 https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio

When I started in my quest for love I was an awkward teen Not popular or a loser I was somewhewre in between and though I knew a lot of girls who rocked my world they never knew me... sometimes that just how love has to be And though I wasn't always lonely to many of my one and only's always left me as the only one. wondering what I had done?? When It came to the richness of Love i was always Dirt Poor like a starving beggar holding out his tin heart always asking for more... always asking for more. But then you came along showing me so much care I was Love's Next Millionaire And i just want to Thank you baby for making me a wealthy man Sharing the twin rubies of your tender lips and the golden touch of your fingertips and the sapphires of your beautiful eyes. And somedfay faraway when I'm a senior aGAIN I'll have known all of the love I've been dreaming of Because you cared.... and you were always there.... you were always there. .Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019

https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio or https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/5600369/_Yee-Haws_On_Those_SaturdaY_Nights-MP3.mp3 My Great-Grandpappy built a wooden stage with benches made of logs Cut in half so all the local folks could rest their weary dogs. After visiting Foster's Game Farm Zoo in McConnellsburg Pa. They'd get to footstomping and clapping their hands as that country music played. And all the animals got to howling when those young stars took the stage Kitty Wells followed by Grandpa Jones and Buck Owens they were all the rage. Back when i was just a young one mesmerized by their song parades in their rhinestone suits and their fringed buckskins longing to be like them someday. and I always a had front row seat 'cause i stayed on my grandfolks farm watching them butcher the meat that the beast would eat stored in the back of a smelly old barn... Peeeeeeee....UUUUUU!!!!!! and on Sunday mornings when the crowds were gone I'd take center stage and sing songs I'd made up in my dreamy head strutting proud and bellowing. and the animals all joined in my act singing along in harmony the Timber Wolves started howling while the monkeys danced with glee. The Lion roared and the Grizzly growled while the peacocks all were yelling, "Help!" and the talking crow mocked me.... in a wild cacophony. "til my great-grandma brough me some cold ice cream and i found a shady tree. It seems like only yesterday though my Grandparents are gone and most of the stars I looked up to' are playing somewhere in that great beyond. and though I wound up singing Rock-N-Roll and klots of Folk songs in my life I still hear the echoes of those grand ol' tunes from those Yee-haws on a Saturday night When all those animals got to howling as those young stars took the stage Kitty Wells followed By Grandpa Jones and Buck Owens they were all the rage. Back when I was just a young one mesmerized by their song parades In their rhinestone suits and thier fringed buckskin longing to be like them someday...... Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019

Here is the link for the music: https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/5598970/_Halfway_Through_My_Third_Life-MP3.mp3 I’m almost halfway through my third life and I still got a ways to go they sent me back here to get it right but I failed again you know I’ve bent some angels wings in sorrow and God has threatened to take all my tomorrows and I’ve got no place to go……. Cause Hell’s got no room for me I was never that bad and in Heaven I’m a loser the Saints are fit to be had. I’ve struck out three times and that’s the problem that I’m dealing with and any life after my third death when I’ve taken my final breath might be just a myth cause I keep blowing the chances I get and God never forgets. And you might all laugh at me cause your death is still a mystery but there’ll come a day when you’ll be Living your second life and I hope that you’ll get it right. Cause it doesn’t have to go that way take every minute of your life that you spend each day Making sure that you don’t have to pay Because you went astray Because you went astray Otherwise I’ll see you in your second life while I’m finishing my Fourth still trying to get it right…of course still trying to get it right of course. Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019 With Credits to God for his patience and toPixabay.com for their stellar pics

https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/5436061/beyond_those_eons_of_neon.__new_.mp3 You've been gone so ong It's like eons of neon blinding my sight to any other girls. cause I can only see you.... You built a barrier and left me the carrier of every brick you lay But there's no wall that can block my love I'm still looking for that door I'm dreaming of at every turn in my life. I want to turn all those walls that have come bewtween us into a house where we can live together if you'll give me one more chance. I know I'm not perfect, baby but you are perfect for me and I'll be happy to change any discrepancy baby come back to me. I've been walking all the avenues where we used to go in a permanent state of the blues living without you. Cause it's been so long and it al feels wrong. It's just like eons of neon blocking my view of any other girl cause I can only see you I can only see you, Baby and I'm feeling so blue Ain't there something we can do?? Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019

https://attachments.drooblecdn.com/chat/5c4d09a60631bf738f38aff2/54726/1557871083526/@@Body%20And%20Soul-MP3.mp3 Go to this link to hear the music and vocals. Body And Soul. By: Colonel Denton And Me. ©-2019 -Enjoy The Ride. Electronic and then some! I’m talking straight from the heart now baby I gonna give you my body and soul….. I only gave up my body one time before and that was in the U.S. Marine Corps They used it up lock, stock and barrel, and then they demanded more…More…More!!!… But I never gave up my soul and so they showed the door. And the only other time that I gave up my soul Was to my maker above letting him take control and he filled it with all of the love I will show to you forevermore…to you babe,forevermore I want to give you my heart, my body and soul plus I’m adding one pound of flesh more cause we’ve both been so lonely, and our needs have all languished I’ll bring the meat baby, you’ll be my sandwich. Cause I know that you are going treat them all well and ain’t that what true loving is for… I want to give you my heart, my body and soul plus I’m adding one pound of flesh more cause we’ve both been so lonely, and our needs have all languished If I bring the meat babe, will you be my sandwich. Yeah, it’s back to that sweet straight talk baby Cause you know it requires a sacrifice you got to give up your body and soul to me too, and find room in your heart for my trio to stay while I spruce up my long emptied heart for you. I’ll cherish them each like the rarest of diamonds I’ll caress them all gently and treat them so fine as I bask in the shine of that gleam in your eyes, when you know that I’m yours and I know that your mine. I will whisper the words that you so long to hear as you fall in my arms and I make it quite clear that I’ll be your hammock to cradle you tight always there to relax with, every day every night My soul is your refuge, your sole sanctuary a place to find shelter from all adversaries and your body’s a temple that I’ll worship in Baptized in your bliss we’ll be like Siamese twins Your heart will hold only all the things that you’ve dreamed of grief and pain will not stick to my Teflon of love only joy and my commitment will be residents there what was past long evicted, room for just two to share I’m want to give you my heart, my body and soul plus one pound of flesh more Cause I know that you are going treat them all well and ain’t that what true loving is for… but it’s back to that sweet straight talk baby Cause you know it requires a sacrifice you got to give up your body and soul to me too, and find room in your heart for my trio to stay while I spruce up my long emptied heart for you. My soul is your refuge, your sole sanctuary a place to find shelter from all adversaries and your body’s a temple that I’ll worship in Baptized in your bliss we’ll be like Siamese twins

https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio/song/30784248--epiphany-in-74-mp3 Epiphany In "74." Epiphany In”74.” I stood at the edge of eternity and watched as two angels turned to me and asked me “What I hoped to be in my afterlife?’ And I said, “I’d Like to be returned from whence I came.” And they looked at me with tears in their eyes and said, “They’d give it a try.” And this was back in 1974 when I stood on a main gate as a U.S. Marine after someone had come up behind me and put me in a naked strangle hold!! I remember blacking out as I struggled to breath then I floated high-iiighh above my still body. and it was then I realized some Fucking drunk had strangled me and so I stood at eternity…. Only 21, my life had just begun my life…had just begun. But the I saw a bright light that made those angels look like shadows and he whispered to me, “My son, it’s not your time yet but you should never forget what you have witnessed today. And I have never forgotten the sound of his voice when he gave me that choice to return again. And I’ll be ready next time to greet him like an old friend when it comes my time to greet him again….. Where I’ll stand on the edge of eternity and say, “Remember me.” By-Matthew Frederick Blowers III Art~Whimsically Yours Studio-©-2019 W/credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pic.

https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/5119598/New-This_One_s_For_You_-MP3.mp3?fbclid=IwAR1ghCLU0xrB1gDwNxbwPMakJET9qcsTYWwNGuNDzczuXNjcSjxU3FSZPMY This One's for You. This One Is For You. This one is for you if you’re lonely and blue It’s just me reaching out with these words of this tune cause I too have been lonely but I paid all its dues when I crawled away from where I stood in your shoes and by me reaching out perhaps you’ll reach out too that’s the answer you need It’s what you’ve got to do. Cause this world is so full of souls suffering through the same kind of loneliness Their numbers aren’t few. But they sit in their sorrow to damned tired to care… weekends go by unnoticed with them going nowhere Reaching out is the key It takes communication though you’ll suffer some failures That will bring you frustration Because Love can be elusive it turns So many reclusive but if you don’t get out there you won’t be dancing with cupid you’ve got to go to those places where love’s known to frequent Look for eyes that pause on you They too carry your secret with luck you’ll both perceive it. Slip away from depressions add hope to your expressions a warm body’s a blessing when you’re starved for affection Not Quick sex just small talk hold hands and exchange glances enjoying the closeness that is shared when you’re dancing. these are seeds to romancing Love’s not inside books, magazines, T.V. screens and it’s not found online or in your late night dreams You’ve got to get off that couch go where love intervenes join the mix of its chemistry that is brewed by sheer need find a chance to succeed don’t just sit home and bleed. And then someday real soon this Song that was for you will become a sweet tune that was written for two It’s not going to be easy but your easy chair’s worse there’s love waiting for you put you blues in reverse loneliness is curse Grab your wallet or purse You see I speak from experience I grew tired of the weariness of just staying at home and now I’m seldom alone This one is for you if you’re lonely and blue It’s just me reaching out with the words of this tune cause I too have been lonely but I paid all it’s dues when I crawled away from where I stood in your shoes and by me reaching out perhaps you’ll reach out too that’s the answer you need It’s what you’ve got to do. “The further you reach out the closer love becomes.” Vocals & lyrics by: Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2019 Phenomenal music and arrangement by: Muhammed Aqil Jamil-©-2019 Picture credit to Pixaby.com for they stellar pics.

Let's Master Dancing For Peace.. by Matthew Frederick Blowers https://drooble.com/l/27xv4 via @Drooble Music & arrangement by Colonel D. Denton(c)-2019 Vocals, lyrics & melody by me-Matthew F. Blowers III My Master Plan. My master plan is to be that man who can make the whole world understand That peace lies waiting in a jam That I have penned fast as I can… It’s hard to hate when your shaking your can To a tune that keeps you jumping while all around you others find it’s a lot more fun than punching cause dancing gets folks unified all moving as one ..side by side till the love of life’s intensified leaving no need to dehumanize. your fellow man cause you’re sharing their joy and becoming one clan in my master plan. I want to be one of the masters another god of the music Biz, superseding those stars Ya’ll know who they are, I’m gonna show them what true fame is I want to set the world to dancing and get ‘em jumping to this beat Bringing joy each day with the music I play I wanna give em all happy feet. Cause I’m tired of the pop pulp crap and the rap that’s lame as Hell, I’ve got a powerful itch to leave them all bewitched underneath my musical spell…. Till their ear buds set them bopping in their cars and on the street in their offices and Factories and in the restaurants where they eat. in the barracks where they plan for war and in the congress where they grant it Till even Donald Trump gets to wigging his rump Leaving thoughts of wars disbanded I wanna see every dictator drop their guns, stop rattling sabers to go out dancing with their neighbors as my music becomes greater And all along that wall that they haven’t yet built they’ll all be dancing on the border with every Senorita, drinking iced tequillas and forgetting what was ordered. They say that music soothes the savage beast I say it’s time to take a chance Let’s set aside our grief and find some sweet relief Put on my music and just dance. I’m gonna to be one of the masters another god of the music Biz, superseding those stars we all know who they are, by showing them what true fame is I’m gonna to set the world to dancing and get ‘em jumping to this beat by bringing joy each day Until this music I play is gonna give em all happy feet. I’m gonna give them all Happy feet. Stellar Music and Arrangement by Colonel D. Denton-©-2019 Melody, Vocals and Lyrics by Matthew Frederick Blowers III-©-2019 Credit to Pixabay.com for their superb pics.

https://attachments.drooblecdn.com/chat/5c4d09a60631bf738f38aff2/54726/1556650572191/@@They%20Always%20Seem%20To%20Know-MP3.mp3 "They Always Seem To Know." Ever since Adam And eve Men and women have been looking to cheat on all the loving God gave them trying to hide their deceit with a taste of forbidden fruit so sweet…so damned sweet but it comes with a price and even though Eve brought the fruit after Adam devoured it God gave Eve the skills to be far more astute so that no man would ever again dare consume forbidden fruit offered on any eve except their own loving gift they were granted. It seems like women have a power when the wools pulled over their eyes to see right through your subterfuge and catch your lies and alibis. It’s like E.S. P. and G.P.S that’s been built right in their minds and their friends are their apps looking to kick your ass if you are the cheating kind. They don’t need lipstick on your collar to give them reasons they should holler and they don’t have to be a scholar they’ve all got radar stronger then Doppler. You get that look on your face that lets them catch you cold when you’ve been messing with another women’ they always seem to know… they always seem to know. You get that faint smell of perfume that doesn’t match any scent they use and it permeates the room and quickly seals your doom. They notice changes in the clothes you wear when there’s no reason and no cause and then they’ll hit you with a questionnaire that’s ten times worse then menopause. If your woman gets suspicious cause your absences are repetitious you’ll start to see them turn malicious with no forgiveness …..their love gets vicious God must have given them miracle Powers to know just how you spend your hours and there’s not enough candy and flowers to cure them when they’re doubters. They always seem to know If you’ve been messing with a Ho, and they’ll just nag and rag ya tell you tell the truth and then they’ll let ya go. But you can count on alimony your income cut will be abrupt judges see right thru your phony baloney and then you’ll have to pony up for all your secret lust. That gold ring on your finger’s a handcuff that is stronger then a drug cartel if you take it off for a one night stand your next morning it could be hell. And Hell holds no fury like a woman’s wrath they’ve got ways to beat ya that you can’t combat, so if your thinking bout heading down that cheating path you’d best be heading on back or else you’re gonna get jacked. Because all women have a power when the wools pulled over their eyes to see right through your subterfuge and catch your lies and alibis. It’s like E.S. P. and G.P.S that’s been built right in their minds and all their friends are their apps looking to kick your ass if you are the cheating kind. ‘you’d best be leaving such thoughts behind because true love is not blind they always seem to know just where you go when you’re the cheating kind. Stellar Music and Arrangement by: Colonel Denton -©-2019 Melody ands Vocals by: Matthew Frederick Blowers III Art~Whimsically Yours Studio-©-2019 Credit pixabay.com for photo

The music, vocals and lyrics are on this link. Thanks for listening. https://attachments.drooblecdn.com/chat/5c4d09a60631bf738f38aff2/54726/1557372470866/NEW-Ascending!-MP3.mp3?fbclid=IwAR31J3skj88vQmcpJr-swsz1mim6R0ElIzhCJ5_oulzylus5uRlNRF1tv48 Ascending. I’m floating like a helium balloon screw the atmospheric pressure I’m headed for the moon….. I’m sailing on the wings of your sweet love I was down so low but now there’s no where to go but high above….. all we’ve been dreaming of…… I am a dandelion puff whose blown away by your ravishing eyes cause I am just a weed sharing the rarest of flowers in the warmth of your arms I’ll fly I’m ascending Every time we kiss beyond the rings of Saturn and past the huge abyss of all space and time far beyond the gravity of all the years I spent with my heart and soul bent under the weight of being lonely oh, so damn lonely…. till you became my one and only. They say the skies the limit but I say, “Hey, Wait a minute with the right woman nothing on earth can prohibit my just vanishing into Nirvana’s realm lost in the sweet afterglow of your radiant heat with so much higher I can go till I’m dancing down heavens streets by ascending and blending together as one we’ve soared higher than all histories lovers have done and we’ve just begun…. We’ve have just begun our journey and we’ll never have to worry that we’ll wind up meteorites cause we can’t burnout when our love is fueled by a passion that is quadrupled we have tumbled before and we’ve both been schooled On piloting beyond any stormy skies with no anger, lies or alibis just love that’s ruled by compromise that allows our hearts and souls to rise to the ultimate high of you being my girl and me being your guy always ascending in a flight that’s never ending to the lullabies of your soprano sighs ascending never ending oh,.so satisfied. Music And arrangement by Colonel Denton-©-2019 Vocals, melody and lyrics By; Matthew Frederick Blowers III -©-2019 Art~Whimsically Yours Studio w/ credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pic.

Some thoughts on retiring my old faithful guitar. Just rest, old guitar in that cradle that holds you stretch your neck cross that cushion and base that enfolds you. Like your saddle that gave your six strings a long ride On the mesa's of stages where we both were baptized... In the sweat of the spotlights In the roar of the crowds In the splashes of whiskey and your rubdowns with towels. Your pick guards been scratched from my endless attacks it's a map of our journeys tattooed by endless tracks each one marking sweet moments to which I am attached. All your frets are now faded from my fingerprint oils and the friction of playing has worn them till they're spoiled. And the ebony dots that once marked out positions are like pupils pinpointed each one fades from my vision. That strong infrastructure of your bridge that once led us off to sounds clean and tight now has cracks in each crevice. Your inlays have loosened much like mosaic tile though they still hold their beauty they'll be gone in a while... Your truss rod's been ruptured it's tension has failed Leaving gaps on the fretboard where my fingers once sailed Your pegs wobble loosely tiny screws... worn out threads two are bent, one is broke off no longer gracing your head . And the shops that repaired you Give the same diagnosis they can't restore your action and your future looks hopeless. They all tell me to hang you as a wall decoration But that's no way to thank you My old six string Ovation . So just rest, old guitar in that cradle that holds you stretch your neck cross that cushion and that base that enfolds you I willl look on you fondly as I sit and caress my next faithful partner in the music business. Breaking it in the same way that I once broke in you until you wound up broken and I bid you adieu.... If I ever get famous and the world knows my name I will donate your carcass to that great Hall of Fame that lies just north, in Cleveland Rock and Roll is it's claim. Where my fans will adore you but it won't be the same as those days when we wowed them in those back alley dives but it beats a cold dumpster and it lets you survive. .... Retiring an old guitar doesn't come with a pension There's no way to sustain you but it relieves my tension... Over placing you tenderly back into that cradle that will no longer rock cause you're no longer able "But I'm Etenrally Grateful!! Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019 Photo shows some of my old faithful friends nearing retirement.

Natalie's Song -Movie-(Don't miss this One!) Just South of My Imagination.,,,, This is a collaboration between Natalie Me and me.... She wrote the stellar music and sang the angelic backgrounds and I filled in some lyrics and melody for the lyrics. I am so glad she allowed me to give this one a try. Natalie's songs. Your love is like a song that moves me tenderly each kiss we share is one more note that renders me, into a grateful soul whose so glad you befriended me you have banished all my loneliness and set me free your love's a genre no one else can ever sing Please sing it endlessly and we will always be something we'll be dancing to eternally so splendidly just you and me.... It's neither sharp nor flat It''s in the perfect key and now as a duet let's share love eagerly let our song of love bless us so pleasureably just you and me..... Enjoying all the dreams of life abundantly. (La, La, La's times many splendid times and one phenomenal note at the end, Your love is like a song that moves me tenderly each kiss we share is one more note that renders me into such a grateful soul so glad you befriended me let's sing it endlessly and it will always be something we will dance to eternally...... E T E R N A L L Y ! Music and female vocals ©-2019- by the songwriter Natalie Me -check out her superb work. Lyrics and melody lines by Matthew F. Blowers III -©-2019 Art~Whimsically Yours Studio

My Enemies Are Many movie Published on Jan 30, 2019 My Enemies Are Many This world’s full of temptations trying to sway me everyday But I got plans they don’t understand and I know they’re gonna make me pay When each Eve offers me forbidden fruit I’m not Adam and I don’t dare play cause I got me a beautiful woman so I chase that strange away hey, hey And though it might seem so damn sweet in that moment it’s just defeat in disguise that put some lipstick on and if you take a taste You might be laid to waste when all that you really, truly loved is gone Love’s enemies are many Lust begs you to play the field but you can wind up not getting any If you turn around and choose to yield you’ll lose more than half your money that Allie mony is a bitch in heat If you fool around with some honey you might end up on the street with half of nothing……. There are other cruel addictions that would love to suck you dry alcohol, heroin and crack cocaine all tempting you to just get high But they’ll also take your money And leave you broker that you’ve ever been booze is good in moderation But man, drugs are gonna do you in And though it might seem so damn sweet in that moment it’s just defeat in disguise that put some buzz kill on and if you take a taste You might be laid to waste when all that you really, truly loved is gone Life’s enemies are many and they’ll tax you anyway they can they love it when you’ve have plenty and they’ll take it in installment plans from the government to your overdue rent to that betterment you’re trying to find ya gotta pay your share cause they just don’t care every time you start to fall behind The message of my song is keep your morales strong your enemies are many Just waiting for you to do wrong they step in and they step on the dreams you long to chase so never pay them extra and keep them in their place keep them outta of your face and you can win that human race otherwise you might wind up just living in disgrace Don’t go there cause life’s not fair Just heed my words and stay aware keep what you’ve got it’s better there and if something tempts you don’t you dare…Man don’t you dare Don’t you dare… cause you won’t be going anywhere This world’s full of temptations trying to sway me everyday But I got plans they don’t understand And I ain’t gonna play ….. A collaboration….. Music and arrangement by Colonel D. Denton Lyrics, vocals and melody by Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019 W/credit to pixabay.com for their stellar pics plus++ some of my own pics.

Free Up The Mike !! This song is about POVERTY that ancient curse that goes back centuries and that we can never seem to solve. The colonel and I are not the first to address this issue and we won't be the last but we will shout out for all the needy left to suffer. Listen up folks you all know who I’m talking to and you all know what it’s about cause it’s been around forever’ since day one and this is day ten billion and one Leaders selling us the same old, same cold soup lines promising that those in power are doing all they can for the benefit of every woman, child and man but all it amounts to is a single noodle in a drop of broth that nourishes no one… so listen up and take heed before all that is for the people of the people and by the people sends all of you placebo leaders Bye –bye back to the land of the common man where you can experience the struggles that you have chosen to constantly ignore Free Up The mike I got something to say all; about the cruel conditions of our world today too much poverty and no way to feed all the teeming masses so we watch them bleed we got greedy leaders sucking up the cash for there own damn needs it’s time to take out the trash Free up the mike I’ve got something to shout there are men in charge that we need to get out Trying to build a wall to suppress more poor how bout building some walls with some windows and doors for the thousands of citizens living on the street who couldn’t get a job couldn’t make ends meet while folks walk on by their cardboard homes Never looking inside at the skin and bones of a human being reduced to nothing What if it was your child would you then do something. Many veterans coming home from war Trying to understand what they were fighting for Free up the mic we don’t need more yak full of false promises from political hacks Free up the funds that are so misspent it’s time thatwe all know where the money went Give it to the children who are innocent offer them some hope for their dreams undreamt Free up some chances for those who have none then maybe we’ll believe thatyou got something done Free up the mike let it stand here empty I don’t need to be wailing in our land of plenty Or we’ll free up the spaces where your names are placed come election day your gonna lose your race All republic-can’ts and demon-crats will fall beneath the ire of my current rap so free up those mics and stop serving us Crap!! Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2019 with Colonel Denton’s stellar music in a collaboration of two souls who care

Heaven & Earth -movie- finis Published on Jan 27, 2019 This is a colloboration demo from Colonel Denton;s Stellar music combined with my lyrics, Melody and vocals. It addresses the issues of two who are in love from different backgrounds and who will not stand for naysayers and disapprovals from anyone. Hoping for a a possible album Titled: Shreds From The Soul & this is the first of what I hope to be many with the Colonel. We'll see. Heaven And Earth. It seems we’ve got a situation Baby other folks trying to keep us apart but they don’t understand we’re one woman, one man and we’ll let nothing come between our two hearts None of their disdain will ever dirty our souls we are both Teflon rejecting controls love’s not decided by others trying to smother it’s passionate flames if parents sisters and brother chose to do this then we’ll change our names Two different backgrounds don’t mean that two can’t be two Cause I don’t think your background Is strange…baby cause I love you….. Heaven and Earth can’t deny me your heavenly love you grant me on Earth No one should be casting judgments on what makes us happy with words that just hurt relatives and friends have no concept That we're both sure of what our love is worth. &;I don't think your background is strange baby Cause i love you. Heaven and Earth can’t deny me your heavenly love you grant me on Earth Not gonna go there babe Not gonna listen It's all relative Babe, It's all rleative True love knows no boundaries restrictions or walls there’s no need for permissions to answer it’s call you were chosen by me I was chosen by you Love doesn’t compromise and it’s not something we'll do Love doesn’t compromise and it’s not something we'll do Cross culture, cross race cross creed and cross religion is fine.... We don’t need a bunch of cross people trying to make up our mind, oh, no mine's made up. We’ll just be who we are not what someone else wants and we will go far. turning our backs on the naysayers whoever they are Whoever they are Whoever they are No ever one’s gonna stop me from loving you’ even if I die and when your life is through I’ll be waiting for you on the other side And if the angels for some strange, strange reason come to say we were wrong I’ll head down to hell until you come around then I’ll be singing this song.... Heaven and Earth can’t deny me your heavenly love you grant me on Earth And if the angels for some strange, strange reason come to say we were wrong I’ll head down to hell until you come around then I’ll be singing this song.... Stellar music and arrangement by Colonel Denton _(c)-2019 Lyrics, melody and vocals by: Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019

Susie's Song. II Link to song:https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/4205464/New-Susie_s_Song_II-MP3.mp3 Lyrics We met in the back of a big, noisy kitchen where working was hard and people were bitching but somehow we found a way to each other and tenderly grew to love one another.... Sometimes I wonder why I was such a lucky guy to find a girl like this in such a place of unhappiness... It didn't take long to get us together we'd meet out in back in spite of the weather I'd hug her and hold and tell her I loved her Just letting her know I was thinking of her... Then she was off to class and the day would slowly pass but I'd wait patiently till she was back again with me But one day she told me that she didn't want me and all the good memories came back to haunt me I called her and wrote her some tender love letters but things got worse and nothing got better whoah..oh..oh Sometimes I wonder why/ our sweet love it had to die I had held such happiness but now I held only loneliness We parted one night when i could not stand it I'd asked for her love but I couldn't demand it for she was a free girl with choices to make and the love she had given was not mine to take whoa..ooo..ooo..oh Sometimes I wonder why/ our sweet love it had to die I had held such happiness but now I held only loneliness And Oh, how I'm wishing I was back in that kitchen where working was hard and people were bitching cause somehow we'd find a way to each other and tenderly grow to love one another again Art~Whimsically Yours Studio ©-2019-Matthew F. Blowers III Credit Pixabay.com for stellar photos

With Just A Passing Glance.- Movie Published on Jan 22, 2019 I get so warm when I look at her it sends my senses reeling And I'm thinking of ways I could flatter her to reveal what she's feeling..... When she looks at me does she see a chance for romance to dance between our hearts and souls?? Or is it just her passing glance?? that put some fondness in her eyes For someone that looks like me... that she knew long ago....... ??????? I Just don't know???? But I'm gonna pursue...oooooo everything that I can do to make her glance hold true. She just gave me a hint of a smile and crooked her finger at me to come and talk for a while..... and so I'm on my way.....!!!!!! You know love can start so easily...... that's how it happened to me with just a passing glance that allowed romance to dance between our hearts and souls... "Never walk away from a chance to love, then you will never have to look back and wonder over what might have been." With Just A Passing Glance. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019 with credit to Pixabay.com for stellar pics plus some of my own.

Susie's Song ! movie Published on Jan 17, 2019 Beneath a heap of broken Hearts and blues that crimp my style there comes a pretty blonde-haired girl to cheer me with her smile........ when other friends drop by my side they just want something done.... A $$ dollar $$ here, a word of cheer then off to find the sun........ But when I am left without a smile she gives me one of hers. and when lonely blues have got me down she's worth a million cures when troubles seem to much to take then susie comes along words can't express her freindliness and so I write this song-ong-ong-ong... oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooo lot's of Ooo's Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019 credit Pixabay.com for their stella pic. Dedicated to the sweet affection of Susan Carver.

This is A Simple Song - Movie This is a simple song and meant for only one whose smile and gentle eyes have made my whole world new can loving you be wrong? two different worlds betwen us stand yet still I want to reach across and hold your trembling hand I don't know why it is I feel the way I do so many things are keeping us apart but feelings soft and warm are telling me it's true you feel the same way too inside your heart..... this is a simple song and meant for only you........... Sha-la-la-la-la - la-la -la -la -la -la-la la-la-la-la-la-la -la- Sha-la-la-la-la - la-la -la -la -la -la-la la-la-la-la-la-la -la- Art~ Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2019 w/credit to pixabay.com for stellar pics

"LOVES MOST CARNAL A FAIR ." A cute story in song with a carnival theme Enjoy the ride......

https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/4072005/Love_is_The_Greatest_Gamble_Of_All.-new_II__New_.mp3 Clink on link in my commet Box Love Is The Greatest Gamble Of All.” Love is the greatest gamble of all You need to know when to fold and when to answer it’s call All its assets are hidden behind faces not shown till you discover is values from what’s still left unknown. You can be her true King if she accepts your hand and she’ll be your sweet Queen if it’s in true love’s plan sharing all of the cards Life and love choose to deal making sure there’s no bluffs holding something ideal. With no hidden jokers who might steal what you’ve won don’t jack her around till she’s gone on a run Divorce courts are full of losers who weep over hands they have lost and the Price there is steep when you’ve got a perfect pair It’s a choice you should keep. an Ace of a man and a woman whose hearts Can carry the game of love right from the start. Then you’ll wind up with two of a kind who’ll enjoy that full house you dreamed of as a girl or a boy. that is flush with tiny copies of yourself and her too from all they learned from you in everything they do..... who will grow up to meet kings and queens of their own and carry your legacy into their homes as you love multiplies 52 weeks a year like the cards that were dealt that you played without fear in your gamble of love filled with the dreams you held dear. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©_2019

My Miss Dee Ocean. Published on Jan 9, 2019 On the shores of a natural woman ©-2019-MFB III productions. Miss D. Ocean In the long winters of my Geographical despair Land locked and cold cocked from what I love to share My Miss D. Ocean my Summer love always faithfully there haunting the empty shell of my soul I long for her like all the women I‘ve cherished and I miss already those warm hollows where she allows me to lay, the way she moves against me, pulling and pushing me into her salty sprays, and the bright blue cobalt of her distant eyes, as she urges me to float in the cradle of her undulations, I can still taste her tang, and remember the depths I went to in her, touching her bottom with my fingers gripping for purchase against her flowing arched impulses grasping and then expelling me over and over....again under the sunshine glowing so warmly on us, accompanied by the soprano sighs of gulls that match her fervent whispers, and my bliss beyond compare Through my November's to my March's towards her liquid warmth I exist as a crab horseshoed in the cubby of my wood burning stove sharing only the placebo fervor of her embrace Miss Dee Ocean my Summer love always faithfully awaiting the empty shell of my soul. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio ©-2019-Matthew F. Blowers III credit Pixabay.com for photos

A Passel Of Heartbroken Blues. Published on Jan 9, 2019 I am chained to your love baby it was padlocked deeply in your heart and we’ve both swallowed the keys and it would probably take a lot of fishing through the waste our love’s become to set me free from where we are currently/ But if you keep on what your doing I am gonna be pursuing some fishing babe. I watched your eyes exercising every time they were apprising some other guys I’ve heard your undisguised sighs when you had plans for each night leaving me all alone with just your alibis! We started off with such perfect love but time’s eroded away it’s pretty paper love’s gift wound up in layaway But I’m not looking to wait…. I might just make myself some bait and catch another heart someday….. If you keep on what your doing very soon I’ll be pursuing some fishing, girl My momma always told me there’s lots of fish in the sea and I’m the hungriest man in the world. I’d rather not hear your dissing and your endless dismissing of what I feel for you I’d much rather be kissing but pretty soon I’ll be fixing to go fishing for a love that’s true. melting the chains of our love and the padlock and keys into sinkers that will weight the hook that will set me free…. from you baby eternally……… Art~Whimsically Yours Studio ©-2019-Matthew F. Blowers III Credit Pixabay.com for stellar photos added to some of my own/

Time is a tightly sealed row of windows through which we all can look back through the dusty pains and crystal clear memories, where we can view all that we have left outside of our lives. A panoramic melancholy glimpse over landscapes we once walked but will seldom cross again. And the present is a place where we are housed amidst the many windows to before...... Our roots are temporary the many stages of our lives are replotted over and over again and often watered with tears. We all wander here for just a short whille comtemplating our views which hold our future from which we will exit f o r e v e r m o r e ........ as we each add one more window to the endless portals of the past. My mind is a greenhouse holding all of my growth that my life has acxcomplished and all the loves I have known will bloom so beautiful as I am rendered back to dirt back to the earth from which I'd sprung. ArtWhimsically Yours Studio ©-2018-Matthew Frederick Blowers

©-MFB III Miss D. Ocean In the long winters of my Geographical despair Land locked cold cocked from what I love to share My Miss D. Ocean my Summer love always faithfully there haunt the empty shell of my soul I long for her like all the women I‘ve cherished and I miss already those warm hollows where she allows me to lay, the way she moves against me, pulling and pushing me into her salty sprays, and the blue azure of her wide eyes, as she urges me to float in the cradle of her undulations, I can still taste her tang, and remember the depths I went to in her, touching her bottom with my fingers gripping for purchase against her flowing arched impulses as she expells and then grasps me over and over....again under the sun glowing warm on us, accompanied by the soprano sighs of the gulls that match her fervent whispers, and my gasps for air. Through my November to my March towards her liquid warmth I exist as a crab horseshoed in the cubby of my wood burning stove sharing only the placebo fervor of her embrace Miss Dee Ocean my Summer love always faithfully awaiting the empty shell of my soul. ©-2019-Matthew F. Blowers III Art~Whimsically Yours Studio

I Got Lost In Your Eyes. https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/4007970/I_Got_Lost_In_Your_Eyes.MP3 I got lost in your eyes. and I wandered for days till I opened the door to your heart, and it was like a cozy cottage but palatial in style. and I felt right at home from the start. A woman’s eyes are the portal to love’s mysteries, leading men off to heaven throughout history but her ruby red lips are the key…… From that first kiss to the last kiss no two are ever the same. But they liquefy the art of letting two passions flame blending over and over again And though her body may be beautiful her soul is far more lovely It holds her hopes and her promises that soon you might be lost in her eyes for days till her heart shares the key to her ruby red lips tenderly So catch her eyes ‘ with a glimpse that tells her you are her guy then spend time wooing her lips until she gives you a try…. then find a home in her heart‘ and open yours to her too until your souls become one and you are sure love has come letting all of your sweet dreams come true. A woman’s eyes are the portal to love’s mysteries, leading men off to heaven throughout history but her ruby red lips are the key…… From that first kiss to the last kiss no two are ever the same. But they liquefy the art of letting two passions flame blending over and over again It’s the magic of women and the thrill of all men that’s been wowing us all ever since God knows when and that’s how all love begins….. but her lips are the key to her soul you will cherish when you know it will be…… yours forever and ever your friend yours forever and ever your friend…… Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2018

It's New Years eve as I watch the old year leave with no heart on my sleeve for 2018 was a hard road and with a toot of my horn I dumped it's load into eternity as it was it always will be closure for all that grows old, years, pets, humans dear to us long lomger near to us time tends to clean up the muss and we are left to trust that we will not be next in that complex timetable of fate but it is growing late champagne drained buzz evaporated into old momories fading like 365 suns now set...forevermore Just tomorrow now...no before... because it's ..... Monday evening 12:30 A.M. and my calloused fingers at long last cease from stringing my frets. My last vocals end in a rather loud yawn, much like the sound hole on my sunrise colored hummingbird guitar. Four songs written, lyrics and music committed to memory, as I head off for the key of ZZZZZ's My guitars are all lounging in haphazard poses, like roadies sprawled in exhaustion minutes after the stage was set. These are my brothers-in-arms, sculptures of wood, chrome, and steel frozen here in a moment of weariness, after years of striving to Roll the burden of Rock up a very steep hill to fame. I write for peace of mind now, blending a piece of my mind, with the music in me. The crowds have long fallen silent, the green rooms only hold blues. But I am content, as I go to chase dreams beyond all reality that only sleep can bring. "Peace be with you and yours for all the days to come in 2019 and when it too is left behind may you realize all the ways you came to find success in your music, in your loves, in your lives.....that you never knew It will not be easy what's good never is...we supplement with the bad, but it is what's bad that makes what's good so much more incredible. and so I say Good....Bye to 2018 and to some friends who are not here to savor the new year but I know they are savoring a heaven that has no times set Just a world of exquisite eternities. ©-2019 Matthew F. Blowers III Art~Whimsically Yours Studio

Endless Summers !

Dream Chasers II -Movie Finis

HELLBOUND movie II H E L L B O U N D ! _ A Dirge For Lost Souls. Just in time for Halloween but this is a true story happening all year long ,every year forever. This song is somewhat in the style of the Song: What if God Was One Of Us? but it's a lot more on the darker side..What If God Was Not One With You?? What if you knew that you had died? and were locked inside your coffin while your flesh and bones went rotten because of what you chose to do. In the darkness of that terrible box A L L A L O N E .... With no arms to pound upon the lid, left there for the awful things you did in your life Under satin lining sagging from the mahogony across the face of your skull and the bone of your knees. As each decade rolls on without you even when you are dust, woa oh oh oooohhhhh. You will stay conciously locked inside that box till resurrection day but then that box will open from the bottom side & any hope of escape will be denied as you tumble in the rushing tide of other sinners around you to be retried. You see, God will not grant You O B L I V I O N..... not when you chose your whole life to ignore him and though he was your creator you abhorred him. And you didn't have to be a prisoner in your grave your soul was something that he had hoped to save. But you turned him away time after time..... and on resurrection day your soul would be denied your presnce at his side. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III©-2018-Eternity. photo courtesy of Pixabay.com Stay rIght with God...treat him as if he was your best nieghbor and someday he will be. Quote by MFB III-©- 2014

On A Tuesday Afternoon On A Tuesday Afternoon….. On a Tuesday afternoon the sun broke through the clouds blessing my weary bones with tranquility after a Monday full of blues on the coldest day that ever choked the month of June….. so I slipped into my hammock and gazed up at the clearing sky and thought of you and a smile that I’d been long denied came and bent my face to a brighter place with joy renewed On days like these I realize I can’t live without you like two peas locked in separate pods we’ve shed the shells of our loneliness happily in my darkest hours your love showers me with sweet tranquility…. you mean so much to me oooo-oooo-oooo-oooo you mean so much to me…. On Friday night as you came into sight even the stars above couldn’t shine as bright as your lovely smile and the moon looked down with envy for the simple fact that I was granted something far more heavenly then he could ever be and his cratered face grew darker with intensity just knowing you were next to me…… And it’s nights like these I thank the Gods above for all your love that they sent down to share You are all I’m ever dreaming of, like fingers in a glove we fit together as a perfect pair. you are beyond compare to all girls anywhere……. ©-2018 –music and arrangement Music, lyrics, melody and vocals. by Matthew F. Blowers III

Lost Cause 0001 Movie Published on Sep 6, 2018 I just dropped in To say "I love you." but I can see that you don't care.... from that look in your eyes and the way you frown, there's nothing left for us to share. But I had to make one more attempt to break through your contempt anyway I could.....Baby because my heart has spent too long just trying to repent Your lovely face has become like a statue .....on Easter Island your heart has turned.... your heart has turned.... into stone..... and I am left alone to suffer on my own! And though I just stopped in to say "I love You." you've left me chilled to the bone......... L O S T C A U S E ! Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III -©-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pic.

Satisfaction Guaranteed & You Get Your Memories Back.<><><><><><><><><><><><>This song was writt... read moreen and dedicated to Jaruska's most precious father, and it honors the love they share, and all the memories they cherish in music and in this song forevermore. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>?<><><><><><><><><><><> Published on Sep 6, 2018An inspiring... read more look at getting old and how music can carry you back to all of your memories that you left behind. I was visiting an Old Folks Homewhere they came to hear me singsongs they cherished long ago and I watched their souls take wing......and I saw on each face all that time had erasedand all the smiles that I got to bring....Each note brought them all back to their husbands and wivesthat for years now had been goneand carried them back to all those parts of their livesthat had so suddenly moved on......And I saw in their eyes how music lets your mind backtrackwith SATISFACTION GUARANTEED and you get your memories back!!They say that nusic soothes the savage beastbut it also soothes the weary soul who has left behind their younger days only to find them again as the music plays And I had a sudden Epiphany a wee bit of cmfort came to me....Because I knew that someday I would be sitting there in a wheelchair, listening eagerly to someone singing me back to my memoriesWith SATISFACTION GUARANTEED!!!Art~Whimsically Yours StudioMatthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018w/credit to pixabay.comfor stellar pics.

Wax Museum remastered movie II Lyrics are on video-Enjoy!

Our Master's Plan Movie Our Master’s Plan We start off in pampers tucked around our ends and wind up in something damper that folks call depends. we’re born with no teeth and little hair on our head and most wind up bald with dentures next to our bed. we graduate as Seniors from our high school class becoming seniors again with wheelchairs under our ass…. mom starts us off nursing till we learn how to eat, then we face nursing again to meet our elderly needs it’s just the passage of time it’s all we’ve ever known and when you start growing old you will be living my poem We’re born in tunnels of darkness till we burst into the light… but when our death brings us darkness we slip through tunnels of light. it’s a complete reversal from our birth till our death from our first gasp of life to our long final breath…… It’s our creators plan all life fits this design every insect and flower and animals of all kinds each mothers labors at birth all those born labor to live until we all meet our maker who will condemn or forgive how we spent all our years between tunnels of darkness and tunnels of light eternal life or damnation we must strive for what’s right so that when we have left we will take joyous flights. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for thier stellar pics.

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SUPERBITCH Heartbreaker edition Finis Published on Aug 11, 2018 The Illustrious Tom Petty's Heartbreakers w/ Voodoo Fox's SuperBitch! S U P E R B I T CH ! ! Stand by to be amazed. This is the bio of a Super Bitch A great song slinger, stellar singer and a dead ringer of any fantasy all the males out there ever knew. The kind they peruse in their fondest of dreams. She is a crafter of kick ass, hard driving, power hits and so I bring you some colorful background on the storied history or should I say herstory as yet untold. The unforgettable Voodoo Fox aka: S. Pawne Feltington aka Sheri Thomas and I know her song is gonna help all oppressed women break free. Her ancestors are eons old She was the Queen of the Troglodytes whom they called Ugh-rip-em which translates to Slayer. She hunted and butchered 100 wooly mammoths in her heyday and wore huge fur coats from their hides. She is also not so distantly related to: Jenny-gus Khan, Matilda the Hun Joanne the Barbarian, She-man, Alexandria the great and so many more directly linked to her bloodline. She was once the sister of Wonder woman who was known as Plunder woman. and oh, how she pillared and plundered Most of her ancestors make Lizzie Borden look like a toddler with a butter knife She was Bonnies cousin without a Clyde, she had no need of a man to rob and terrorize banks She was also Cleopatras Body guard and she is directly related to far too many great warrior women to list here.But what they all have in common is an inner strength that can Lay a man to waste if he ignites their superbitch but that same inner strength can love him in intensely unique ancient ways like he’s never known. So sit back relax and listen and study this modern day Superbitch and be sure to applaud and comment on her song lest one dark night she might slip through your window and render you into a quivering pile of hamburger. Fasten your seat belts, and enjoy a rocking ride that will leave you breathless Let the havoc begin. Ladies and Gentlemen ]I bring you live for your entertainment pleasure The incredible Voodoo Fox But all of you in those Front row seats be warned she never nibbles on your hearts and souls ………..she bites. HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH !! SUPERBITCH I CAME INTO THE WORLD /AS A BILLION DOLLAR BABY GIRL/ IF THE WORLDS AN OYSTER I'M THE PEARL/ HEY HEY YEAH /I'M A SEXY SENSUAL SENSATION/ I GREW UP WITH WOMENS LIBERATION/ I'M THE DEFINITION OF BEWITCH /I'M A BITCH SUPERBITCH /I CAN WEAR A WIGGLE WHEN I WALK /OR STRUT MY STUFF JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH /TO MAKE A BLIND MAN GAWK /IF YOU'RE CALLIN' ME A TEASE /THEN SAY IT FALLIN' ON YOUR KNEES /BUT DON'T FORGET YOUR MANNERS PLEASE /CAUSE I'M A SUPERBITCH /I'M SO BAD GOODNESS KNOWS/ I'M A FOX DOWN TO MY TOES/ EVERY TIME I TAKE A BREATH IT SHOWS /CAUSE I'M BUILT THAT WAY/ /IF YOU WANNA TASTE PURE PERFECTION KEEP COMIN' ON IN MY DIRECTION /I'M THE SCRATCH YOU NEED TO FIX YOUR ITCH/I'M A BITCH SUPERBITCH/ I'VE GOT THE BODY AN' THE SOUL/ SO BABY BE GOOD TO ME AN' YOU'LL SEE/ I CAN BE SO GOOD YOU'LL LOSE CONTROL OF YOUR SENSES/ I CAN DO MORE THAN ANY THING /YOU'LL EVER WANT ME TO DO THE DEVIL IN YOU WANT A WITCH/ I'LL BE YOUR SUPERBITCH words by: s. pawne feltington & jamie quinn music by: s. pawne feltington Spoken Intro and Video Production by Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/ credits to Pixabay.com and Madonna fromthe Rebel Heart Tour 2015 - Stockholm Author-chrisweger-wikipedia file (unendorsed for this production) All other photos are in public domain

"SUPERBITCH !" RE MasterED Copy -finis II Published on Aug 10, 2018- (a collaboration between Voodoo fox and Me.) S U P E R B I T CH ! ! Stand by to be amazed. This is the bio of a Super Bitch A great song slinger, stellar singer and a dead ringer of any fantasy all the males out there ever knew. The kind they peruse in their fondest of dreams. She is a crafter of kick ass, hard driving, power hits and so I bring you some colorful background on the storied history or should I say herstory as yet untold. The unforgettable Voodoo Fox aka: S. Pawne Feltington aka Sheri Thomas and I know her song is gonna help all oppressed women break free. Her ancestors are eons old She was the Queen of the Troglodytes whom they called Ugh-rip-em which translates to Slayer. She hunted and butchered 100 wooly mammoths in her heyday and wore huge fur coats from their hides. She is also not so distantly related to: Jenny-gus Khan, Matilda the Hun Joanne the Barbarian, She-man, Alexandria the great and so many more directly linked to her bloodline. She was once the sister of Wonder woman who was known as Plunder woman. and oh, how she pillared and plundered Most of her ancestors make Lizzie Borden look like a toddler with a butter knife She was Bonnies cousin without a Clyde, she had no need of a man to rob and terrorize banks She was also Cleopatras Body guard and she is directly related to far too many great warrior women to list here. But what they all have in common is an inner strength that can Lay a man to waste if he ignites their superbitch but that same inner strength can love him in intensely unique ancient ways like he’s never known. So sit back relax and listen and study this modern day Superbitch and be sure to applaud and comment on her song lest one dark night she might slip through your window and render you into a quivering pile of hamburger. Fasten your seat belts, and enjoy a rocking ride that will leave you breathless Let the havoc begin. Ladies and Gentlemen I bring you live for your entertainment pleasure The incredible Voodoo Fox But all of you in those Front row seats be warned she never nibbles on your hearts and souls ………..she bites. HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH !! SUPERBITCH I CAME INTO THE WORLD / AS A BILLION DOLLAR BABY GIRL/ IF THE WORLDS AN OYSTER I'M THE PEARL/ HEY HEY YEAH / I'M A SEXY SENSUAL SENSATION/ I GREW UP WITH WOMENS LIBERATION/ I'M THE DEFINITION OF BEWITCH / I'M A BITCH...... SUPERBITCH / I CAN WEAR A WIGGLE WHEN I WALK / OR STRUT MY STUFF JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH / TO MAKE A BLIND MAN GAWK / IF YOU'RE CALLIN' ME A TEASE / THEN SAY IT FALLIN' ON YOUR KNEES / BUT DON'T FORGET YOUR MANNERS PLEASE / CAUSE I'M A SUPERBITCH / I'M SO BAD GOODNESS KNOWS/ I'M A FOX DOWN TO MY TOES/ EVERY TIME I TAKE A BREATH IT SHOWS / CAUSE I'M BUILT THAT WAY/ / IF YOU WANNA TASTE PURE PERFECTION KEEP COMIN' ON IN MY DIRECTION / I'M THE SCRATCH YOU NEED TO FIX YOUR ITCH/ I'M A BITCH............ SUPERBITCH/ I'VE GOT THE BODY AN' THE SOUL/ SO BABY BE GOOD TO ME AN' YOU'LL SEE/ I CAN BE SO GOOD YOU'LL LOSE CONTROL OF YOUR SENSES/ I CAN DO MORE THAN ANY THING / YOU'LL EVER WANT ME TO DO THE DEVIL IN YOU WANT A WITCH/ I'LL BE YOUR SUPERBITCH....SUPERBITCH !! words by: s. pawne feltington & jamie quinn music by: s. pawne feltington Spoken Intro and Video Production by Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/ credits to Pixabay.com and Madonna fromthe Rebel Heart Tour 2015 - Stockholm Author-chrisweger-wikipedia file (unendorsed for this production) All other photos are in public domain . Some of the pics in order of theoir appearence. Venus de Milo, Virginia Woolfe, Marilyn Monroe, Susan B. Anthony, Tina Turner, Joan of Arc, Bette Davis, the poetess Plath, 4 vintage actressess 1940's -50-s, Coretta King, Jacqueline Kennedy, Eleanor Roosevelt. Sally Ride, Clara Barton. Madonna, Madame Curie, and Voodoo Fox Of course, All the other ladies are pigments of imagination.

SuperBitch- Video- finis- Studio Cut Published on Aug 10, 2018- (a collaboration between Voodoo f... read moreox and Me.) Shine On time! S U P E R B I T CH ! ! Stand by to be amazed. This is the bio of a Super Bitch A great song slinger, stellar singer and a dead ringer of any fantasy all the males out there ever knew. The kind they peruse in their fondest of dreams. She is a crafter of kick ass, hard driving, power hits and so I bring you some colorful background on the storied history or should I say herstory as yet untold. The unforgettable Voodoo Fox aka: S. Pawne Feltington aka Sheri Thomas and I know her song is gonna help all oppressed women break free. Her ancestors are eons old She was the Queen of the Troglodytes whom they called Ugh-rip-em which translates to Slayer. She hunted and butchered 100 wooly mammoths in her heyday and wore huge fur coats from their hides. She is also not so distantly related to: Jenny-gus Khan, Matilda the Hun Joanne the Barbarian, She-man, Alexandria the great and so many more directly linked to her bloodline. She was once the sister of Wonder woman who was known as Plunder woman. and oh, how she pillared and plundered Most of her ancestors make Lizzie Borden look like a toddler with a butter knife She was Bonnies cousin without a Clyde, she had no need of a man to rob and terrorize banks She was also Cleopatras Body guard and she is directly related to far too many great warrior women to list here. But what they all have in common is an inner strength that can Lay a man to waste if he ignites their superbitch but that same inner strength can love him in intensely unique ancient ways like he’s never known. So sit back relax and listen and study this modern day Superbitch and be sure to applaud and comment on her song lest one dark night she might slip through your window and render you into a quivering pile of hamburger. Fasten your seat belts, and enjoy a rocking ride that will leave you breathless Let the havoc begin. Ladies and Gentlemen ]I bring you live for your entertainment pleasure The incredible Voodoo Fox But all of you in those Front row seats be warned she never nibbles on your hearts and souls ………..she bites. HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH !! SUPERBITCH I CAME INTO THE WORLD /AS A BILLION DOLLAR BABY GIRL/ IF THE WORLDS AN OYSTER I'M THE PEARL/ HEY HEY YEAH /I'M A SEXY SENSUAL SENSATION/ I GREW UP WITH WOMENS LIBERATION/ I'M THE DEFINITION OF BEWITCH /I'M A BITCH SUPERBITCH /I CAN WEAR A WIGGLE WHEN I WALK /OR STRUT MY STUFF JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH /TO MAKE A BLIND MAN GAWK /IF YOU'RE CALLIN' ME A TEASE /THEN SAY IT FALLIN' ON YOUR KNEES /BUT DON'T FORGET YOUR MANNERS PLEASE /CAUSE I'M A SUPERBITCH /I'M SO BAD GOODNESS KNOWS/ I'M A FOX DOWN TO MY TOES/ EVERY TIME I TAKE A BREATH IT SHOWS /CAUSE I'M BUILT THAT WAY/ /IF YOU WANNA TASTE PURE PERFECTION KEEP COMIN' ON IN MY DIRECTION /I'M THE SCRATCH YOU NEED TO FIX YOUR ITCH/I'M A BITCH SUPERBITCH/ I'VE GOT THE BODY AN' THE SOUL/ SO BABY BE GOOD TO ME AN' YOU'LL SEE/ I CAN BE SO GOOD YOU'LL LOSE CONTROL OF YOUR SENSES/ I CAN DO MORE THAN ANY THING /YOU'LL EVER WANT ME TO DO THE DEVIL IN YOU WANT A WITCH/ I'LL BE YOUR SUPERBITCH words by: s. pawne feltington & jamie quinn music by: s. pawne feltington Spoken Intro and Video Production by Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/ credits to Pixabay.com and Madonna fromthe Rebel Heart Tour 2015 - Stockholm Author-chrisweger-wikipedia file (unendorsed for this production) All other photos are in public domain.

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Movie -Depressions Wrath. The morning breaks much like my hearts been shattered in a spreading splash odf grief My days a long routine of endless repetitions My evenings bring no relief. The depth of my depression is a bottomless pit I'm falling endlessly like a tumbleweed into the center of it Screaming, "No-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-!!" and all that talk theraoy and counseling falls like babble on my ears cause I can't conquer my fears. Taking a handful of poills everyday won't cure my ills and they no longer bring thrills. Life has become my prison and death is no escape so I just hid in the shadows of the numbness I create through the pain of it all.... I am not the forst and i won;t be the last And Iam not the worst on whom this curse has been cast. Tomorrow ny morning will break again ]in a scarlet bloodbath and I''ll be trapped on the path of depressions warth depressions wrath falling endlessly down into it's cruel, cold facts. Depressions Wrath. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)2018 photo and song all rights reserved. The morning breaks much like my hearts been shattered in a spreading splash odf grief My days a long routine of endless repetitions My evenings bring no relief. The depth of my depression is a bottomless pit I'm falling endlessly like a tumbleweed into the center of it Screaming, "No-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-!!" and all that talk theraoy and counseling falls like babble on my ears cause I can't conquer my fears. Taking a handful of poills everyday won't cure my ills and they no longer bring thrills. Life has become my prison and death is no escape so I just hid in the shadows of the numbness I create through the pain of it all.... I am not the forst and i won;t be the last And Iam not the worst on whom this curse has been cast. Tomorrow ny morning will break again ]in a scarlet bloodbath and I''ll be trapped on the path of depressions warth depressions wrath falling endlessly down into it's cruel, cold facts. Depressions Wrath. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)2018 photo and song all rights reserved.

My Somewhat Stationary Friend. Movie 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 .... my favorite chaperon. I've walked many Moon rivers, savored moon pies sweetest blends and hated lonely nights I've spent, that never seemed to end but you were always there for me with memories to share, my stationary friend. My stationary firend..... Bridge Though men have walked your hardened face, I've faced hard walks lit by your grace, You always led the poet in me to write berneath your fingernail displays. I've played in endless tides you've moved to thrilling, monstrous waves, precariously splayed across surfboards, tempting fate on Summer days. When it comes my time to slip away through that inkwell death will bring, you'll be my nightlight... guiding me to heaven's realms, when my soul at last takes wing, and I'll blow a kiss to your cratered face, regretting all I leave behind, as you find new children peeking up at you through that great window of time...... .... yeah, you'll find new children peeking up at you... through that great window of time. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. blowers III Productions ©-2013 w/credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pic.

"My Gift From The Summer Of 67. " -movie My Gift From The Summer of Love. You must be a reincarnation from the Summer of 67 cause your kisses are sweeter than any high I’ve ever known you’ve got me tripping on love’s acid till my mind is blown In this our Summer of love Baby you’ve got me feeling so stoned I’m in heaven…Hippie heaven Maybe I should be believing you came here ….. in a time machine which means you might be leaving but that would tear my heart to smithereens cause I love the vintage in you, and I know you love me too All the hippies who communed in Haight Ashbury would've loved the mantra your heart shares to burn all of men’s HATE into pure white ASH and BURY it anywhere bury it anywhere.... they would have woven flowers in your hair and made you queen of their dreams back there. I never made it to Woodstock the only wood stock I bore was in the U.S. marines when they trained me for war. but your love’s brought me the peace the world keeps fighting for Forevermore…since I got out of the Corp. I cherish the endless ways that your heart bleeds when the world can’t solve its many needs. I want to be a vintage man and spend my life with you we’ll build a cabin in the woods and shed the world so blue Let’s build our own Hippie heaven and raise some children who’ll be free of prejudice and hate and maybe start a legacy….. for generations to come because some skew in time brought you to me. Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pics.

This is probably the most inspirational song i have ever written, It came to me in the blink of an eye and as if I was ghost writing it it all fell into place and became this song. If I had far more talented skills on my guitar, it would be a rock and roll epic. but It's just me and my Mp3 and my ovation Round body guitar. I have always believed the umbilical cord is sacred just like the native Americans used to. It holds pwerful healing which even today is still being discovered by modern medicine. . I saved my sons in an air tight black container, but I also believe there is a longer, invisble umbilical cord that runs from the souls of our mothers directly to God himsilf. That is the story of this song. I take little credit for creating it, It may have come through on the pipeline of my long dead mother's Umbilical cord, as a gift from man's greatest muse. GOD! Thanks for listening. I've watched babies being born and I've watched men die.... They all let out a long, sad cry for their mamas..... when the start of their lives or thier end was nigh... And I've watched young lovers be dazzled by all the beauty they saw in each other's eyes... But they never learned the meaningof compromise and so I watched love die! Chorus- Life never hands you a pre-planned menu there's no program pre-written you've got to be aware of life every step that you go or you'll wind up smitten, by your choices, you know. Bridge- But there is a creator for all your bliss and chaos he will reach down and touch your soul. in your hours of needs. So thank him when your life's going well and ask him to grant you comfort and peace..... when it all goes to HELL!!! Cause he's a lot like your mother when you're born or you die.... each moment that you face this life changing it will alert him to your laughter and cries. Your umbilical cord that was severed... .also still runs through your mother's soul somewhere far up in heaven it's tethered to your God who can pull you out of any hole. "How do I know this?? because I've watched babies being born and I watched men die ! and I've felt their spirits R I S I N G Back to their maker on high!!!!!!!! Our Umbilical Connection. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018-with credit to Pixabay.com 4 stellar pics.

Just Counting Stucco Ain't it strange in the cusp of the night when you wake up to the weight of the world pressing you to the bed with no one to hold tight... till the morning light. Loneliness is a cancer It's a toe crushing dancer crippling all your moods When sleep is a darting butterfly I cannot catch...... All over the world eyeballs stare without feeling and count those stucco points across thier ceilings till their senses go reeling And only Love...ooo...ove.... sweet love...ove ove... can save them but love...ove..ove is strangely vancant when the world turns a cold shoulder on all those who will only get older..... and never know of true love...... Just Counting Stucco. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 W/credit to Pixabay.com for stellar pics.

Falling In Love Is The Softest Of Tumbles. - Falling in love is the softest of tumbles. there's no warning that you're gonna stumble into someone elses dreams. With just one glance or a dance or the hint of a smile, or the touch of her hand that remains for awhile. Until you both figure out what it means and love BURSTS at the seams!! Staying in love is like walking a tightrope where TRUST is no NET!! in the depths far below. Taking each step with uncompromised balance Never looking down or letting go! till you pass beyond doubt and you reach that safe haven of love beyond compare .then each moment you cherish will bless you with a marriage, that will promise a lifetime for you both to share..... Because Falling out of love is a pain filled decision, Turning warm conversations into angry derision. Till there's nothing left for you to say!! and you realize....that you must walk away. Though friends can be lovers, Former lover's aren't friends.... There is far too much sorrow.... when true love has to end......... only distance brings comfort it's a true anesthesia. until your memory so shattered by the bliss of amnesia Soon you'll realize that you have no cause to defend getting back on that tightrope .... and loving again.... with someone new who you hope will please you... just around life's lonely bend. Learning how to love again.... just around life's lonely bends..... Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (C)-2018-w/credits to Pixabay.com for stellar pics.

Some Thoughts While Standing Near Buddy Holly's Tomb Movie finis Only Buddy Holly's dust rests here with all his youthful dreams just some remnants of the fifties from a plane burst at the seams. Oh Lord, how that aircraft tumbled nose to tail, and tail to nose, how those boys each mumbled desperate prayers then they screamed at fate's cruel blows. leaving broken bodies scattered all across the once white snow, east of nowhere long ago.... That plane's big bop took seconds then it took Big Bopper too, nothing valiant would save Valens, and Buddy's dreams bid him adieu Just like eighth notes slashed across the riffs, in frozen field of blues. A tragic day the music died when the world forever was denied what could have been, great songs unwritten three promises in a blizzard smitten time stole what still can't be forgiven, three stars who still had so much living But what will truly be their legacy, lies in the songs that musically still have us listening eagerly and humming them daily, when radio stations dust off tracks that hold the gold.... today's songs lack, then sadly we'll go drifting back not to Buddy's tomb........ but to his tunes. And somewhere deep within his crypt, what still remains of his youthful lips, will bend for just a little while, in a long lost memory of his smile. in a long lost memory of his smile. Art-Whimsically Yours Studio MFB III Productions-©-1959-2018

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The Girl I'll Never Know- movie finis Published on Jun 7, 2018 I saw her once again late last night, a scene of beauty in my dreams eee, eee, eems, I reached across the room to touch her hand, but nothing's ever what it seems.... If I knew just where to go, to find the one that I love so, don't you think I'd be there now, to kiss the girl I'll never know... never know...ooo.ooo.ooo. I thought of her again tonight when sleep was a darting butterfly, I could not catch... I could not catch. I know she'll come again some lonely hour, Athena beauty in my dreams eee, eee, eams, I'll reach across the room to touch her hand, but nothing's ever what it seems. If I knew just where to go to find the one that I love so, don't you think I'd be there now, to kiss that girl I'll never know......ohhhh... I'll think of her again tonight, when sleep is a darting butterfly I could not catch, I could not catch..... I know she'll come again some lonely night, A scene of beauty in my dreams..eam..eams, I'll reach across the room to touch her hand, but nothing's ever what it seems... Yes I guess that how it must go, with the girl I'll never know..ohh ...ohh....ohhh..... The Girl I'll Never Know. Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III & Greg Funkhouser -1973 -renewed (c)-2018 with credit to pixabay. com for stellar pics.

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More http://hardcoremix.com http://www.hardcoremix.com/ I have two songs listed in the Top Songs List on Hardcoremix at number 98 and 99. Please vote for me to move my songs up the list. The song titles are -"A Dirge For The Lonely & Innocence Re-visited Often Hardcoremix internet radio Thanks for your help.

Simple elelmentary lyrics more emphasis on the music God I'd give up half of my ability to have a talented instrumentalist add some incredible interpertation to this song. The Beauty Of You And Me. It's really not that simple ....It's complicated, my love for you is a r aging thirst it can never be slated, and if I "Drink of you only with my eyes my thirst is never abated. I need the quenching of your mind, your body and soul you don't know how long I've waited to share the bliss of whispered conversation in the wee hours of the morn, and to explore all the possibilities of your passion so soft and warm I am a thirsty man in a desert so dry and you're my only oasis that I just can't pass by, I think it's time to give the flowering of love a try, I see the need in your eyes. I know that we have both been hurt before, we threw away the keys of love and we locked the door. but I'm on the other side waiting there with something you'll adore... True Love forevermore... Cause I ain't going back, Baby to that pain I knew,. I just want to be with you cause you're the girl I adore.... It's time to open that door and embrace what will be...eee the perfect beauty of you and me..... The Perfect Beauty Of You and Me. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/credit to pixabay.com

A Hard Lesson To Learn. You've chained me to an emotional roller coaster, and your face should be on a missing adult poster because you've vanished completely from what I knew as my Son, and you've broken my heart and my soul with the things you have done... But I still love you so...ooo, it's the task I was given but you're out of control, with your useless addictions and you're reaching the point of no return. It's an Ass-kicking lesson my own Dad taught me to learn.. You're taking Ketamine and Kratom mixed with alcohol and you've been threatening your mother and me when the demons came to call and I am not going to tolerate your rages no more. You'll be riding my size 10 shoe right out that Damned door. But I still love you so...ooo, don't let it slip away, I'm not enabling your Ghanga until I'm finally broke...... It's time that you grew up because you're twenty-three. Your mixing anti-psychotics with illegal drugs and it's all killing me!! Pretty soon it will be killing you as well and I can't stand by and watch your life spiral into the depths of hell This is my final plea cause it's not up to me.... only you can take the road to help yourself and finally be drug free.... This is my ultimatum before you lose your family. The streets are awful cold and lonely BUT THAT'S WHERE YOU'RE GONNA BE... THA'tS WHERE YOU'RE GONNA BE . Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018- with credits to Pixabay.com for stellar pics.... Drug and alcohol addiction is a plague that is destryiong families and the love that they share for the victim. This is a strong message to my son and for all who have family members who take advantage, mentally and physically abuse and refuse to get sober.

Just Call Me Nobody! Search 0:03 / 3:44 Analytics Video Manager Just Call Me Nobody! audio movie finis Matt artwhimsicallyyours Matt artwhimsicallyyours Channel settings Add to Share More 1 view 0 0 Published on May 16, 2018 I should not be a nobody because I've come so far, I've touched the hems of fame several times but I got lost beneath the drag of her skirts But it's still comforting to be a nobody, There's no one bugging me because of my name, no one begging me for autographs I am completely anonymous. But it still hurts...... ... And I just realized my guitar was out of tune for the start of this song??!!! but it doesn't really matter cause no one's singing along...... I just keep writing my songs.... 800 hundred or so whenever the mood strikes me and when I've reached a million songs all those I've bored can simply........" BITE ME ! " And when they raise a monument to me, chisel my name across it and spell it correctly in capitals though I don't knpw Why ?? Three inches deep at least N - O - B- O- D - Y- Three inches deep at least N - O - B- O- D - Y- N - O - B- O- D - Y- Cause I'm a nobody.... And don't let nobody weep for me I've been as happy as I can be Writing lyrics to my melodies Until my muse sets me free..... Sets me free........ Dreams often have to wait... sometimes even until you reach the other side. Just A Nobody Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018 w/credits to Pixabay.com

Every day Is Just Another Day Like The Day Before - Finis Movie Published on May 10, 2018 On the road until I'm ready to explode you're all I need to hold not this damn guitar and yet I've got so far to go.... I miss you so! Every day is just another day just like it was before and every night is just a pause to sleep and dream of you. So I sat down and penned this song for you that's pouring from my heart And I miss your kiss and your gentle smile I know you've got commitment issues and you're probably reaching for a box of tissues.... So let me send you a 1st class ticket to any of my destinations Baby, you can pick it! Cause I understand you're reluctant but I'm a lonely man and I need you to come and spend a couple of days with me and the band I know you've got commitment issues and you're probably reaching for a box of tissues.... We'll share some dinners out and a concert or two you'll have a front row seat as I blow kisses to you... and though you might have to travel so many miles I'll pay you back Baby with a thousand smiles Because I miss you Girl There ain't no place in the world I want to be without you.... Every Day Is Just Another Day Like The Day Before. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018 w/credits to pixabay.com for some stellar pics.

I like Puppies On The Beach. -movie finis 0001 Published on May 8, 2018 I like watching puppies on the beach, all of them prisoners to their leash, struggling to be free, ain't that like you and me, in those rush hour crowds, trying to squeeze on by, hurrying to and fro, with a blues filled sigh..... Well I'm sitting on Hilton Head, but that head doesn't mind, cause I've found peace here instead of a natural kind, And I don't ever want to go away from here, If I could stay here forever and a year I'd die a happy man....... I like bikini's on the beach, but what they hold is out of reach, I'm someone elses man ... but it's eye camdy for sure!! and everytime they pass me by I remember my youth, from a long, long time ago , yes, I remember my youth from so long ago...... Hey, Look, a puppy just got loose, it's dancing in the surf and it makes me feel good cause someday I might be free from the chains if this Earth. Someday I'll be like a puppy dancing in the clouds and I'll be screaming out loud that " I'm in paradise!" at long last I'm In Paradise, in Paradise........!!!! I like watching Puppies On The Beach. Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for stupendous pics.

St Ignatius After Prom Dodge Ball Ballad VI St Ignatius After Prom Dodge Ball Ballad VI Published on Apr 19, 2018 It's After Prom at St. Ignatius where all the seniors are granted one more recess and a chance to play, Inflatables galore and over 65 dodge balls on the gymnasium floor. where they can hit on girls all night and the girls can hit back too in a battle to find whose the champion when the game is through right here at CSU Rec Center!!! There'll be lots of food and fun when the dancing is done until they move on with their lives into their futures to come..... So grab a ball and throw it as hard as you can, cause knocking out the other side is your battleplan and it's a lot like life you know..... you've got to fight to win everywhere you go-oo-oo--!! Let's make the St. Ignatius After Prom the most "BODACIOUS!!" that has ever been done in the whole wide world..... So grab a team mate and come out to play a game of dodge ball that will take you away to all those wonderful times in your younger days. and someday you'll reminisce just like I do cause I'm a senoir too whose much older than you.... and I'm hoping all your dreams come true when After Prom is over and you're headed to.... all your tomorrows all your tomorrows to come......... but now it's time to have fun....... Have Fun ! ! ! The St. Ignatius After Prom Ballad. Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (C)_2018 my photos and w/credit to Pixabay.com for some stellar pics .; "May you live as long as you want and may you never want as long as you live.!

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Defining Grace Without Words Finis If I could define grace in a physical way with out any words to clutter up the meaning you know it would be you it would be you.... and if I could discover beauty unlike anything the world has seen it would be evident in your eyes so green gazing up at me after we kiss I've never seen anything as lovely as this and though it's all been said ten million times before by men who were trying to open the door to a woman's heart. I pray you'll give me the key even though these words are cliche and old cause i love you girl and even though these chords have been played ten billion ways they are all stroked with love because I'm dreaming of living with you in my world because I love you girl I love you girl. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for thier stellar pics.

Hardly Enough.- movie Aud Finis II Published on Apr 11, 2018 We've been together long enough to realize there is no spark in your eyes. you look at me as if I'm a stranger....sometimes. and it always seems to be lately that what I do is hardly enough and I've had enough cause baby it's too hard and it's hardly enough anymore to call it love to call it love. Maybe it's time fior you to find how hard it is to find enough to find enough of new love in a society that has cheapened it down to just hooking up . And then maybe Baby I'll hook up with you later when you come running back to me realizing hardly enough is far, far better baby then no love at all. But I hate to see you settle so don't let my feelings meddle f rom your journey away from hardly enough of my sweet love. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018 w/credit to pixabay.com for stellar pics.

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The Old Cowpoke.- finis- remastered movie The old cowpoke had one last smoke and headed for the door in his fancy boots chasing other pursuits far beyond that sawdust floor he could rope bulls tame wild horses but he couldn't warm the soul so he rode away drunk from his long last love letting his horse take control... Cause all she'd left him was a garter and a lukewarm beer, while she danced all night with some city dudes till her absence made it clear that he was being hustled for the drinks he'd share and the true love he was seeking wouldn't be found there.... Excerpt form song lyrics...enjoy

Soul- litude! -Movie- finis-Alternative Blues In the shadows of lonely rooms hope flickers like a candle burning out in a puddle of dreams and melting away..... and passion is the only flame that can bring such possibilities to a lonely soul...........(excerpt from song)

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Love Your Mama! 0001 Movie Finis Hug you Mama kiss your Mama Love your Mama but don’t cause any grief to tug at her soul you’ve got to cherish her always until she gets old….. Cause ya only get one to call you daughter or Son all the rest are just substitutes or placebos Just one step below motherhood that your Daddy picked when he gave up his 1st wife…..\your mother for another spouse. and even though they might love you dearly your mom’s bond stays unbroken it can never be undone cause she’s the only one who bore the strain, gain and pain of squeezing you from darkness to light from her womb into life…. or wore the scar of a caesarean knife She was the first one to hold you and mold you with love she was chosen to be yours from the heavens above and though there have been mothers who wound up undeserving of the title they carried when they left you behind… Know that they’ll carry that guilt to the end of their days in so many ways cause there’s a button of flesh a umbilical scar that connects them to you no matter where or how far they might wander or squander the gift of flesh they were given their own mother gave them one it serves to haunt their decisions My mom was only here briefly 60 years was her mark and when she left us for glory a chunk of my world went dark I’d give up all that I value and10 years of my lifetime If I could see her just once more and hug her just one more time. Go hug you Mama kiss your Mama Love your Mama but don’t cause any grief to tug at her soul you’ve got to cherish her always until she gets old….. Cause you’ll only get one who’ll call you daughter or Son a tombstone doesn’t hug back when her time on earth’s done Tombstones don’t share such loving When your Mom becomes …..MUM! Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2018-w/credit to Pixabay.com for stellar pics. For my most precious Mom...

Unwanted Advances Are Ruining Romances !! -(Most listened to song.) Imagine if women started to make the moves on men, co-ercing them and grabbing their private areas, versus what has been happening in society lately. Trump grabbinmg the P-word, Cosby, and so many more taking advantage of women in the wrong ways would be banished. If any woman made a move on a man, or was to touchy or verbal, There are few if any men who would sue them or charge them with sexual assault or co-ercion. A simple solution-reverse the roles, let the men be harassed by women, let society allow women to take the lead and see how it goes. Just a thought in song. Unwanted Advances Are Ruining Romances !! Hey there girl you look as catty as can be with your long slender boots hiked up above your knees and with your skirt hem high enough to be a tease do you want to go caterwauling with me share a litte wooing catch a catnap too….. But wait a minute let me offer my apologies that’s something I just can’t do. Your low cut blouse can barely hold your brick house your showing off what you’ve got for free are you out looking for love a kind you’ve never dreamed of, I’ve got to promise you it won’t be me Chorus- Don’t you understand men now live under a curse if we take too long a glance at you then we’re perverse,Today’s society has made romance a bitmore terse and any courting of a woman might be called co-erced….. Because some men great and Trumped!! abused that priviledge making unwanted advances part of their image and though they got what they deserved lawsuits and time in jail a lot of regular guys are turning tail at any chance at meeting you or any loving you. Chorus- Soon Gals will understand that men live under a curse perhaps the roles should be reversed. Let women make all the romantic moves making hooking up a lot less terse, cause men will never think a woman courting the, is co-erced...or preverse Let the rukes of dating be reversed....reversed!! Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018-W/credit to Pixabay.com for a stellar pic

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Sweetly United. You’ve taken me on so many first class flights always sweetly united almost every night we unfasten our belts and then we hold on tight as we rocket to paradise till morning light So let me put this guitar down cause my songs almost done then we can head upstairs and share a whole lot of fun All I’ll need is a G-string and your pretty smile to get me in concert with you for a long , long while. Chorus- Making love to you is like a permanent Staycation sharing ultimate bliss and purest relaxation I don’t need no scenic views cause you’re my inspiration lost in the afterglows of all love’s sweet sensations. Soon you will dress up in white and I’ll put on a bowtie even though I’ve never been a bowtie kind of guy But I’d wear a strait jacket cause I’m crazy for you and get married by a shrink somewhere in Timbuktu Chorus- Cause making love to you is like a permanent Staycation Just sharing ultimate bliss and purest relaxation I don’t need no scenic views cause you’re my inspiration lost in the afterglows of all love’s sweet sensations. So let me put this guitar down cause my songs almost done then we can head upstairs and share a whole lot of fun All I’ll need is a G-string and your pretty smile to get me in concert with you for a long , long while. Chorus- Making love to you is like a permanent Staycation sharing ultimate bliss and purest relaxation I don’t need no scenic views cause you’re my inspiration lost in the afterglows of all love’s sweet sensations. always sweetly united almost every night we unfasten our belts and then we hold on tight as we rocket to paradise till morning light......... Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2018-w/credit to Pixabay.com for their superb pics..

Jealousy Is A Demon IIII an O Henry Style Story Published on Mar 16, 2018 Barbed brambles without and barbed bumbles within, barbed tongue telling lies to convince him of sins, Beelzebub at the door while busy bud works inside, with cement freshly poured in the basement to hide, the remains of his folly when his wife slept around, in his own bed, his own house he had evidence found. Came home early from work and caught her talking away, on what "he" likes to eat, and how "he" loves to play, how he gives her sweet kisses, how they took a long walk, on and on went her talk. He had parked on the street the door was unlocked, so he listened to her, till he went off half-cocked He crept upstairs while she was still using the phone, where the bed was all rumpled, she had not been alone black hairs on his pillow and his hair was light brown, Some strange calls on her cell phone to a place called "Companions", he figured he'd dump his murder weapon somewhere deep in the canyons, So he loaded his pistol took a pillow downstairs, and when she was done talking he shot her dead, then and there. But on his way out the back door Headed to the garage, for a mop and some cleaner truth hit him like a barrage, Nestled back in the corner was a puppy that slept long black hair, and some dog toys then the guilt in him crept, He Found a bill from Companions for a puppy she'd bought, because today was his birthday he became overwrought, He found a leash and a card, saying "Happy birthday I bought you a puppy, love you in every way." "Jealousy is demon !!" destroying all that you needed He went back into the kitchen put the gun to his head, and that old devil succeeded that old devil succeeded They found both of them prone on the floor near the sink, and the puppy was lying in a bed full of stink. now the house is all closed yellow tape marks the doors, of one blameless, one guilty, but both lost evermore. both lost evermore……….. Jealousy Is A Demon! an O.Henry Style Story song Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III- ©-2018-Short fiction in song

A Lover's Dilemma- Movie -Finis III She's got me running around in circles all day, searching for that Compass of Love, Cause I really don't know what direction to take to win the girl that I am dreaming of. Most all of my efforts have gone south it seems Leaving me sitting just east of disdain, While a cold Northern wind is whispering in my soul..... saying "Go west young man she'll just cause you pain.... she'll just cause you pain.... But she's so beautiful and worthy of my tries, There's still a glint of possibilites in her eyes If she's not leading me on to the edge of a cliff, if she's still pondering me...eeee and all of love's What ifs???? All of my efforts have gone south it seems Leaving me sitting just east of disdain, While a cold Northern wind is whispering in my soul..... she's not leading me on to the edge of a cliff, if she's still pondering me...eeee and all of love's What ifs???? I guess the answer will come eventually But where does that leave me where does that leave me....... Just east of disdain..... ."Go West Young man she'll only cause you pain!!! she'll only cause you pain!!! A Lover's Dilemma. Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2018-with credit to Pixabay.com for superb pics

My Romantic Spiel! Movie IIII Published on Mar 13, 2018 Hooooooey, Baby you've got me kicking up my heels, I've never felt anything so righteous as the way you make me feel.... offering me everything desirous in a love that's unreal. And now I think that it's time Baby, that I reveal....... You are the only one to whom I'd ever make this appeal, I love your eyes of teal, your kisses and your sex appeal, Your personality it fits me to a tee and I know we're gonna be....... very happy. Hooooooey, Baby you've got me kicking up my heels, I've never known anything as righteous as the way I feel.... Offering me everything desirous in a love that's so unreal I think it's time to reveal, Baby it's way past time to reveal Baby......... my romantic spiel........ And I know we're gonna be......... very happy!!! My Romantic Spiel. Art~ Whimsicvally Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2018-w/ credits as well to pixabay.com for superb pics.

I'm Coming Back To You. Published on Mar 9, 2018 I could hold one .....l o n g note But I’d rather hold you……. I'd rather hold you I've spent too many nights plucking this guitar I tote Chasng dreams that don’t come true There have been Miles and miles of smiles between us Blocked by my endless gigs yet played booked in dive bars living in my car Dear God I wish I had stayed I wish I had stayed with the only dream that ever brought me Joy uncompromising Love that was surprising songs that filled my heart till music tore us apart. Chorus- So now I’m coming home Baby to watch the dust coat my guitar I’m giving up the applause to find a much better cause In rediscovering what once was ours... whay once was ours. Forsaking green rooms to bask in your lovely green eyes, and trading my vocals all in for your soprano sighs Yeah, The band will be disappointed but they all will know why cause they’ve spent too many nights just being lonely guys. The road's been no friend to me because it led me from you now it can lead me on back to where I can love you that’s all I wanna do And I am hoping, with all my heart and soul that you do too………. That you do too........ Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018 Credit Pixabay.com for superb pics.

My Frigid Epiphany Movie Finis Published on Mar 7, 2018 I squat, in the bitter cold of a waning March, where the only warmth around me lies in the tip of my cigarette freshly lit. As I draw into my lungs a man made rush, then purge it with a long sigh of white, that curls in a cloud of toxic gas. As I gaze above to other burning points of light, that hang a trillion miles above, Familiar night lights that wooed me, even as a child they instilled wonder. I've often pontificated on how many other creatures far more bizarre then I, orbit those distant points of pin prick light. Staring with eighty eyes or omnipotence at my own star distant and cold pondering who might worship its warmth. And so I flick my dying habit in a long arc, its orange contrail lighting up the darkness as it splashes into the pure white snow in a flare of embers. Then the night grows colder as I realize, that unlike the stars I am as temporal, as a smoke a bit of organic matter burning out. my own warmth extinguished, with that long final puff of life's sweetness But those stars will burn on far above, gently illuminating the crater left by my dismissal from mankind, and perhaps they will guide my soul's journey to the great beyond... to that great beyond. My Frigid Epiphany. Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018-Also credit Pixabay.com for great pics. Category Music

When Love Comes Round Again- Video Lyrics When Love comes round again like an old friend, tapping me on my shoulder, and directing my gaze towards you.... it brings a warm Summer breeze from way back when. My breath escapes me, and that overwhelming urge to know you more becomes my most passionate goal. my most passionate goal Those bittersweet thoughts of loves I 've lost, vanish like a bubble blown across the winds of a melancholy place. far from here, far from your gaze which now locks on me, in pale blue splendor. Your face is like a question mark of possibilities yet answered, and your hint of a smile, that's curled up your invitation wrapped in the red ribbons of your lips, bids me say hello. and strive once more, to never say Goodbye, for there is little that is good about a goodbye when love comes around again. When love at long last comes around again it offers a promise to your now, then and when with a fresh start of chapters of pages to bend the story of two seeking love without end. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018

Swapping Spirits Unspoken impulses propel our lips to collide Just something misty in your eyes... r and then as if we are magnetic, suddenly you are in my arms. Noses turning, lips connecting in a soft mash, breathlessly Love’s most cherished communication addressed in the enveloping of two, Like a butterfly caught in the reeds of a pond, gently being freed by love's most endearing caress, to soar together to the heavenly bliss of a long warm wet kiss. Suctioned together as tongues explore and fingers dally in tantalizing places. I could spend hours locked to your sweet lips, damn the need to breathe, I might never come up.for air But then there are your eyes, sky blue wide and mooney, that make the pauses between kisses so intensely unique, and kisses often fall prey to gravity. Endless valleys and lovely mounds of skin, so very much to kiss, as we share the quiet of two soundlessly pressing needs from lips to lips, and answering passions call . Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2018- Credit Pixabay.com for great pi

Winking And Blinking We Trod II - As the lizard blinks the fly escapes, till its next meal comes its way Each time the soldier blinks his vision clears, and then his bullet finds his prey. If the lady winks sometimes new love is born, in a signal he's okay, then they're off to share many nights of bliss, from the needs her eye's conveyed. Split second revelations come from the darkness eyes embrace as we rejoin the word at large raising flesh curtains each day Eyes find brief rest beneath each blink as tear ducts cleanse their surface from the dust and dirt of daily use, just to sharpen our observance of it all. The orphan blinks and a teardrop falls it's a call for a mothers love. When the heavens blink they set those tearrops loose bringing tears from Moms above. Eyes find brief rest beneath each blink as tear ducts cleanse their surface from the dust and dirt of daily use, just to sharpen our observance Even in our dreams we blink in awe, at the strange worlds we explore, till our final blinks when we all will sink into death forevermore. Foevermore! Matthew F. Blowers III Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio ©-2018 credit Pixabay.com for the lizard pic

LOVEASAUR. LOVEASAUR That moment was crystallized then fossilized into the amber of a love grown hard I can still see your eyes and how the shoulder blades of your back cut me to the core..... chorus- Now I’m a Loveasaur Baby when it comes to you just another victim of extinction in your heart and the footprints you’ve left in my soul will last forever and a day since you went away I spend my lonely nights scraping the shards of love’s remains from the frozen tundra of my memories. My grief is mammoth since your moods went glacial and my world once palatial is now a humble cave where I squat and rave over our bygone days…… chorus- I’m just a Loveasaur Baby when it comes to you just another victim of extinction in your heart and the footprints you’ve left in my soul will last forever and a day since you went away My ]ove for you was historical but now it’s been left hysterical you‘re no longer enthralled and I’m just a Neanderthal in your forgotten past in your forgotten past Art Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III [C]-2018-credit pixabay.com for great pics.

HERE'S TO THE YAWN.[THIS SONG IS GUARANTEED TO MAKE YOU YAWN] Published on Feb 17, 2018 Here’s to the Y A W N a grand canyon of flesh that opens up and sucks the air while blood rushes to the temples to worship the wailing wall of sound that emerges. With eyes squinched tight and arms flung out like limbs in a twisting wind while your hand flys up in a panic to cover the act as if a piece of your soul might just plop out. And soon an epidemic occurs a contagion of sorts as all around you other mouths fall prey to the yawn to that widening rush of inhale and stretch and cover that huge and widening manhole of a Y A W N ! Perhaps you too as well are right now are about to begin to yawn lips trembling as they feel that kind of a roaring rush flow through your entire system as it kicks in don't fight it, because it feels good set it free for you see it is yawns in free flight that make our dreams come to be reality. And if my song inspires you to yawn then I have reached a pinnacle somewhere on top of a nightcap I have moved you with my song as silly as it is I am manufacturing yawns for the masses by mere words and my old guitar. And it is yawning now it's sound hole agape as this song I write, as my fancy takes flight ..............over your gaping yawns HERE'S TO ALL OF YOUR YAWNS all of your yawns. Art=Whimsically Yours Studio MATTHEW F. BLOWERS III [C] -2018 credit pixabay.com for thier superb pics

Nature's Magic Wands Nature's Magic Wands Once again I ponder from my halcyon days a pure white dandelion puff. holding wishes not yet blown, as I weed my way along life's many paths of despair. As a child I would use this lollipop of fluff to make a wish, and then blow away all my doubt, across the green pastures of youth. Tiny parachutes ascending, and then falling to plant endless flowering suns, that brightened up my world. Life always seemed better when we had faith in make believe till realty caused us to bleed Reality bears much harder burdens bending our spines in the struggles to achieve all of our dreams that we longed for, way back then when we launched those tiny wizards from a stem of hope Once again I ponder from my halcyon days a pure white dandelion puff. holding wishes not yet blown, as I weed my way along life's many paths of despair. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2018

Brittle Words Published on Feb 14, 2018 Your Brittle words baby I feel as if at...any moment they could shatter, if I sing one single note too high but if they did.... what would it matter.... Because my brittle hearts been broken, it only bleeds out fragile thought with your bittersweet words spoken... that destroyed the love we sought. Chorus- It's absurd to think that any song my calloused hands could play. would convince you to come back to me, but I'll sing it anyway. This tear strained voice, so full of trembling will never hold much hope to sway, our sweet love from disassembling, but it's all I've got to say. and so I play...... My brittle heart, my brittle words, are not the things you want to hear, they both lie crushed by cruel rejection like a brick against a mirror, True love once graced with silver linings, now smashed in pieces on the floor, my soul has no way of defining a life without you evermore.... yet still I write.... because it takes so long for love to die, crippled by loneliness each night, it helps to ease my pain with every sad refrain, perhaps someday I'll get it right... Chorus- Though it's absurd to think that any song my calloused hands could ever play. could convince you to come back to me, but I'll sing it anyway. This tear strained voice, so full of trembling will never hold much hope to sway, our sweet love from disassembling, but it's all I've got to say. and so I write.... ArtWhimsically Yours Studio MFB III Productions-©-2018 **credit Pixabay.com for superb pics

ABRA CADAVEROUS! -movie on Bulemia! Abra- Cadaverous. When her fingers began to look like her pencils, and her poems trailed off into hours of long sleep-like dazes, she suspected something was wrong something was wrong !? But her mirror was a liar. It showed a hearty, healthy, but overweight young lady glaring back at her each day. She’d kneel to offer sacrifices to her porcelain gods, in such minuscule portions, leaving no body fat to sustain her as her body began to devour her own organs. The hollow cost of her search for perfection, left her emaciated corpse, bent over many commodes. it was on a mundane Monday in January, when her heart could no longer overcome the strain of regurgitation. Her peers found her half in, half out like a swizzle stick balanced on the rim of an un-flushed toilet, and just about as un-pretty as a girl could get. They buried her 60 pound body in a closed coffin, and over the next several years she lost all the rest of her shedding her imagined fat until she was nothing but skin and bones, then just bones.....then dust. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2018-Credit pixabay.com for some superb pics. "if you waste away to nothing there will be nothing left to waste!" Quote By MFB III-©-2018

Strip it All Down, Baby .Published on Feb 13, 2018 Strip it down Baby all the love we knew take away all the pretenses that held our souls together like glue like glue............ and babe I think we'll find that there's nothimg left for me and you since that last time we stripped together left me feeling blue cause I just had no more desire for what we were about to do so let's just strip it down now Baby strip away that love we knew...... strip away that love we knew...... There will be others lining up to be with you wearing their mime faces hiding what's really true but they'll never love you Baby like I thought I loved You Like I thought I loved you....... I thought I loved you. So strip it all away you can repaint all the colors that have faded today...... and please don't beg me to stay Baby cause I'll have nothing to say..... I've got no heart left to pay let's just strip it all down and just throw it away....... Strip It All Down, Baby. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2018 Credit Pixabay.com for their great pics. "When love dies it must be buried in the past or it will haunt your future."

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Happenstances Shifting! -(hottest new song this year!) Published on Feb 10, 2018 Happenstance Shifting. ©-MFB III In that brief interlude when our eyes met and held I saw immense possibilities cradled in the bend of your smile. The soprano whisper of your "Hello," was like a literary feast to my hungry heart, but time is a slavemaster and we were driven on. It did not grant us the wile away moments to delve deeper, into your pale blue orbs of magnificent beauty, nor a platform for my affection dancing in verbs off my tongue. But there are always tomorrows hanging on untorn pages, and dates to pencil in when perchance we might meet again, and open the doors to our trembling possibilities. Happenstances Shifting as our eyes go drifting back to that place that we cannot excape back into the arms of loneliness once More......................... ©-2018-Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(singer-sonwriter Credit Pixabay.com for their beautiful pics.

Only ness -Movie-From my Album: "Dirges For All Of The Lonely." Published on Feb 8, 2018 "Table for one Please." still haunts her as the candle flickers over bittersweet wine but it cannot catch the gleam of his warm, brown eyes There is no one to drink to now even her dinner selection mocks her with a complicated menu "NO MEN for U!!" So many choices abound but nothing suits her tonight. She sits surrounded by stereo couples with all their romantic whispers echoing..... like the roar of a subway alone on a two seater home to an empty bed.... Where the clock ticks her off cause tonight there is no one to talk to and her cell phones a mime white faced and silent. And all the late movies offer her damned romance electronic passion leaves her prone to tears.... from a satelite dish F L O A T I N G in that void of dark space Showing her all that she's missing yet to come. But sleep eludes her it's sweet dreams Died a week ago..... So she just huddles on her balcony chase lounge Wrapped up in a blanket still carrying the scent of his absence. as she watches the city far below Simply go on without her.... without her....... "ONLY-NESS" Alternative Blues by- Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio (C)-2018 w/Credit to Pixabay.com for their pics