Music to my ears
bouncing round my soul
shining through my eyes
making me feel full
precious stones of a polished melody
the funky bass is outta sight
pulling strings in harmony
the drums all sittin’ tight
the words are lazy, cruisey, bluesy
summer feeling
stealing through
the music drifting, holding
lifting
Music Love is true
my Music Love is true…
© Kait King, 2015
Music
Not many readers know this about me…..
There’s something about me that I don’t share much with my readers. Besides singing covers in a band called The Ready Groovers Band, I also write original songs with one of my very accomplished guitar playing members.
Something amazing happens up there on stage. Not every time we play, but sometimes, and it only lasts for the song, sometimes only part of a song, but a bubble seems to surround us. A bubble of energy. A buzzing, heightened feeling of a musical euphoria. It’s harmonic bliss – brief but so fulfilling!
We rehearse every Wednesday and gig every Friday, at this stage. I write music on Mondays and practice everything by myself in between.
Music has been my invisible hug, my permanent sounding board, the never-ending tissue, and my joy!
Welcome to my musical journey – even though I’ve been on it for 30-plus years!
Good Poetry

Good poetry is knowing when to stop the rhyme
Whether it’s two or two hundred
and twenty-two lines
© Kait King, 2015
Music, Music – food for my soul, it spits me out and then swallows me whole

© Kait King, 2015
If I could…
If I could cut out your
heart
This is how it would
feel
And the music will tell
you
How come it’s so
real
If I could cry with your
eyes
This is how it would
feel
And the words that I
sing
Is how come it’s so
real
© Kait King, 2015
