Sunday, December 29, 2013

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Friday, December 27, 2013

TUNE OF THE DAY

I wrote this tune on Christmas morning and recorded it the following morning.

Happy Day, by D.E. Sievers

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Monday, December 9, 2013

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Saturday, November 23, 2013

SONG OF THE DAY

Here's a tune recorded yesterday.  Still Alive.


Still Alive (by D.E. Sievers)

Friday, November 15, 2013

Sunday, November 10, 2013

AUDIO POEM OF THE NIGHT

I wrote this poem as a re-visiting of and homage to Walt Whitman's 'Crossing Brooklyn Ferry' ... after clicking on the link below, you must click on the button that says Download, it will then download the audio file and you should be able to listen to it. (You may also click on "or View in browser" -- that works too.)

I call the poem 'Double Crossing Whitman Ferry' Enjoy!


http://cl.ly/3z0F3b0T3w1Z

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Sunday, November 3, 2013

POEM OF THE DAY


BEAUTY OF THE DAY


The glorious brilliance of Nature ... and I don't mean me

Sunday, October 6, 2013

POEM OF THE DAY

Instead


For a long, long time
I went through life
Seeing black where there was white
And day where there was night

I saw hate where there was love
And laughter where there was grief
And if I looked very hard
I saw doubt where there was belief

While walking the streets
With my heart in a sling
I heard deaf men dance
And saw blind men sing

Instead of earth and sky
I saw rivers and lakes
And where there were people
I saw hissing snakes

For a long, long time
I looked in the mirror
And I could look all day
But nothing ever got clearer

Instead of perfection
I saw only flaws
And instead of two hands
I could see only claws

There are things in this world
That are not of this world
And at last I can see
How they influence me

There are things this world needs
More than words can express
That exist someplace else
Where they make more of less

I see these things now
Everywhere that I go
Though not actually present
I would make them be so

And I go through life
Seeing white where there’s white
Seeing black where there’s black
Seeing night where there’s night

I see love where there’s love
And see hate where there’s hate
I see doubt where there’s doubt
And see faith where there’s faith

I see earth at my feet
I see rivers and snakes
I see sky overhead
I see people and lakes

I can stand by myself
And look straight in the mirror
And before very long
What I see has grown clearer

There are things in this world
That are not of this world
But at last I can see
What I might make them be


D.E. Sievers


Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Thursday, August 15, 2013