Words and music.
Wood and wire might have kept my world rocking, but words and music are what keeps me rolling. I look back on a dozen books and twice as many albums, but they were all small self-released attempts that never went far because I was always concentrated more on creating than promoting.
This is a page in progress as I sort through and get more of my songs and tunes from physical media to digital and available. Links to that will come, but HERE is where my books can be found. (Scott Beckwith - they always put others in there too). There are more of both to come, and that will start here too.
It means the world to me to have a little bit of me in your world, and I hope any words and music that came through me to give it form, goes into you and gives you light and inspiration.
Stay tuned…
Here are a few poems…
Sprout dharma
The plant just reaches for sky
It doesn't ask why
It won't begrudge you picking its fruit
Cutting its leaves or pruning its shoot
When dry it withers
In rain it greens
But all it knows
Is there's light so it leans...
And reaches and drinks
From what nourishes most
The water and sunshine
And smelly compost
Its purpose is pure
From the seed to the weed
To emerge and to grow
To bloom and to feed
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One For The Whys
I don't live by that kind of logic
That leaves a man's pockets full
But his soul empty
Having never seen over the mountain
I do not wonder "What if" from here
I have tasted the wind
I have felt the rain
Not just gotten wet
This I know...
The turning point is far, far
Far beyond the point of no return
If sense holds you back
That is fine
If you don't understand the quest
That is OK
Go back and be sensible
In your safe decisions
Where your future awaits
But don't for a minute pretend
That going around the mountain
Will give you the view
Or turning back from it
Will leave you wiser
Merely because you avoided failure
By avoiding the bigger odds
Of the bigger dreams of stirred passions
Where another's destiny calls
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And song lyrics to one off of the All Things in Their Time album…
Uncertain Times
I am not a preacher just a pilgrim on a path
Onward to whatever’s down this road
And I would never promise that my way’s the one for you
Not knowing what it takes to ease your load
But may we both look back
From some distant better day
And with all respects paid all
We ever lost along the way
See the best in each other
In these uncertain times
I wasn’t born a winner - I have stumbled to this hill
And it is but another of its kind
We all got here from somewhere - we’ll get somewhere else from here
I may die climbing for what’s left to find
Or maybe from the top
Looking over what has been
With no way to go back
Only to begin again
See the best in what happened
In these uncertain times
Find the best in each other
In these uncertain times
Music
The Bandcamp online home of my music and songs. (Just getting started!)
Poetry