Dear Friends,
How are you? You’ve come to the page. So have I, ready to etch out something true, something real, and something perhaps you could use??? Or perhaps, just catch up on the news with us?
I am going to share with you a poem I’ve written. I hope you enjoy. Sometimes poems turn into songs, sometimes they don’t. It’s all part of the process.
We’ve been playing many shows which is wonderful but leaves us pretty exhausted. Funny and strange to feel yourself get older. Playing is physically demanding and can be emotionally and socially draining. Did I say that out loud? Did I break your heart saying that? Ha! It’s not all glamorous, but it DOES suit us, and we DO love it…so don’t panic. It’s why you’ve come to this page, you obviously want to know. ☺
I wrote this last year:
“Off the Ledge” by Niccole Blaze
I’ve been kicked off my ledges and learned to fly
I’ve learned to lean in, instead of roll over and die
I’ve had my heart broken a time or two
I’ve probably broken other hearts, with limitations I drew
I’ve not only been kicked, I’ve leapt on my own
Willfully falling, calling my own heart back home.
There is a sacred pause, before the fall
A reminiscing - looking back on it all.
The things you would have done differently
Have you known how it went
The life you could have lived
Or the time that you would have spent
I’m not a believer in wasted time
All that progresses is somehow divine.
So push me, kick me or perhaps I’ll step off
After weighing the gain or weighing the cost.
I know I can fly
All on my own
I can circle like the hawk
And call my own heart back home.
Be well sweet people, and thanks for all your love and support!
Niccole & Mo
