Naviar Records ~ Naviar Series 006

NavMusic is inspired

By poetry and stories

Music breathes slowly

 

Poetry is here

Inside the ambient ice

Inside Naviar

 

Naviar Records

For the sixth in their series

Produce glowing drones

 

Police sirens that

Flash by in the wink of an 

Eye that never sleeps

 

August summer nights

Call out to the listener

Restless solitude

 

 

Endless humid nights

Cicada memories that

stay well secluded

 

Three and twenty songs

Of Beauty and suffering

Static overwhelms

 

Chirping birds can calm

a dissonance that covers

Everything it can

 

Music opens doors

A haiku for every song

Whispers in the ear

 

The creak of a stair

An unnatural event

Phantoms reside here

 

Sounds of radios

Play back voices that have left

One world for the next

 

Oh so quiet drones

Drift away on wings of love

Sleep is all I want

 

Ambient layers

Ripple and shimmer over

Stunningly blue lakes

 

You can get lost here

The labyrinth is dark and

Beautifully so

 

Waking up to rain

Falling outside the window

Sleep won’t come again

 

Wind chimes kiss the air

Over and over and soon

Their innocence fades

 

Repetitive beats

Are stained like ink in the night

A sexy rhythm

 

Nightly flirtations

Rhythms that are made for sex

The vinyl plays on

 

“Melodic Silence”

Fades in and out over time

Throbbing in cycles

 

Tundras and seagulls

A haiku is selected

And it is chosen

 

Notes fall down and weep

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

Clouds are here to stay

 

Ambient music

Experimental music

Relax and listen

 

Drums sound battle cries

Musical leviathans

Fiery copper scales

 

Drones distort and change

Flowing back out to sea and

Renewing themselves

 

Some struggle with life

Life is sometimes a struggle

When I look at her

 

The lonely people

Are now getting lonelier

Music helps to heal. (James Catchpole)

 

* “August summer nights

    I sit on my back porch stairs

    Showered in stars”

 

* “Finding old mix tapes

    Makes you nostalgic for how

    Lame you used to be”

 

* “The voice of a ghost

    Past memories, echo now

    In the empty stream”

 

* “Shadows of horses

    Galloping across my wall

    Outrunning the night”

 

Available here

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