Play or download the mp3 demonstrating the mask mute for recorder! This may work with other instruments, but they might require even more air to produce sound and be in tune.
Let me know if you try this and how it goes for you! Also, if you know of a real mute for alto recorder, please let me know!
There’s a thought bubble over your head.
What does it say?
Is it a happy bubble like the ones in cartoons,
with a smiley face inside?
Or is it an angry bubble,
Complete with flames?
You may think it doesn’t matter.
After all, it’s your own personal thought.
But the truth is,
Your thoughts do matter,
Perhaps more than you will ever know!
A bubble may break,
Floating out into the abyss…
But its energy has only transformed…
It’s no longer soap on a child’s bubble wand,
But a bubble of happy energy,
Spreading and expanding,
Floating throughout time and the Universe!
Thought bubbles are just the same.
They break apart,
And their energy scatters.
You might have finished
Thinking whatever was in that particular bubble.
But someone,
Somewhere,
Whether near or far from you,
Has inadvertently encountered
Its living,
Vibrating energy!
Someone,
Somewhere,
Whether you know them or not,
And whether you realize it or not,
Is affected by the energy
Of your very own thought bubble!
There’s a thought bubble over your head.
What does it say?
—
Written for
MLMM Tale Weaver #300: Bubbles
Silent direction
Points of Light still show the way
From within… beyond!
—
Written for
#Threethingschallenge #410
“Over the River and Through the Wood” is a Thanksgiving poem written by Lydia Maria Child. It was first published in 1844 as “The New-England Boy’s Song about Thanksgiving Day.” An anonymous musician set the poem to the tune we know today. You may find it interesting to read
Over the River and Through the Wood: 7 Fun Facts
by New England Historical Society, while you listen to this fun song on lyre and alto recorder!
“Tender the goods to me immediately!
I’ve no time for your excuses!
I want the merchandise now,
wanted it weeks, months, years ago, in fact!”
Such a conversation may get the goods,
but it will burn all our bridges in the process!
Patience is always best, though it can be difficult.
I guess that’s why they say
Patience is a virtue!
—
A contemplative poem written for Denise’s
#SixSentenceStories Prompt: Tender
We react to the things we don’t like,
Courting darkness instead of the Light.
With our inner remote,
We change channels and vote
For the gray-minded sky or the bright!
—
A Limerick for
#Threethingschallenge #409
The music flows, it ebbs, then flows
With undulating harmony
Of breezes born across the sea,
Imparting wisdom as it goes.
It sings the truth all nature knows:
That whether we succeed or fail,
We must, with in- and full exhale,
Be open to the fresh and new,
A clear perception, wider view.
And ride the tides of life we sail!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 30: (EXHALE) in the C rhyme line.
The vision for my life was chosen
Long before I was born,
Or, perhaps, not so long before,
But before nonetheless.
I think
I forgot that vision
When I arrived
And the outer world overwhelmed the inner…
But the vision was held for me
In the Mind of All,
And my eyes are open to it
Once again!
I see, I stand,
A wonderful, essential contribution
To the ever expanding
Brightening Universe!
—
Written in response to
#Threethingschallenge #407
Fragile icicles
Hanging from cold, unseen hands
Fall in shattered light
—
Written in response to
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 330 COLD & Fall
I woke up this morning;
that was happiness!
We had a pleasant breakfast;
that was bliss!
I’m feeling better after several difficult days;
that’s a relief!
I’ve gotten some work done today;
that’s a joy!
I will sleep tonight
in joy, relief, bliss, happiness!
—
A Quadrille (poem of 44 words excluding title) for Lillian’s “happiness” prompt at
dVerse.
Mystical Strings 
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