Monday, December 12, 2011

Christmas Music

I love writing Christmas melodies. Here's one I'm working on:

"Kiss me with the chill of your coming, oh Christmas
Jingle jingle, come and mingle by the tree with me.

Dress my tree with the white of your coming, Oh Christmas
Holly holly, large and jolly come and dance, be free."

Sunday, November 27, 2011

My EP is out now!




MY MUSIC!! Finally up and running. I'm terrified and so excited.


Here are all the ways to access the tunes:
http://www.purevolume.com/WynterPoe
http://wynterpoe.bandcamp.com/

Thanks to the lovely Kelsie McNair for the wondrous album art!

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

The days fall.



The days fall.
Our guards fall.
The leaves fall,
and it all makes sense. 

Thursday, October 6, 2011

This is old.

I have been almost too happy for a consecutive five days in a row. I wrote this a long time ago but this week reminded me...

What is a kiss
without intimacy?
What is a kiss
If it's not you and me
A stranger can touch you only physically
Not the way that your words
ravage my heart.


Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Such a sampling.

The spoken language is a type of musical genre. Every word is uttered with a slight change in frequency and pitch. Up and down the staff of our hearts we speak life and death and not much in between.

I can still remember the few times I have impressed my earthly father. I remember the look on his face, the approving pat of his hand on my head. Most of all I remember His words. "I couldn't be more proud of you." He speaks with a grin of satisfaction upon his lips.

I remember the times you sang a secret of love into my ears, and into my heart.  Giving me a tune to sing to when you're gone and I'm alone. Am I ever alone?

We will be together, physically, one day.