Saturday, April 19, 2014

Paul Boucher & His Original #MUSICVIDEO titled "A DEDICATED MUSICIANS ORIGINAL SINGERS SONG"

Hope Springs Eternal (1)
Introduction:
Good Evening! My guest tonight is a gentleman by the name of Paul Boucher, and he is an excellent up and coming musician and poet here on Google +. So please give him your support and share this post. Paul’s trade is in Canadian Home Building; however the love of his life is the magical talents he possesses as a guitarist, singer, songwriter and all around original artist every minute after that!



Paul Boucher (2)
Words directly from Paul Boucher:
I love to create music and do this one piece at a time by searching for the right melody, lyrics, tune and location on where to produce the video. On April 2013, I got my first Android ZTE Warp n860 and my resulting attitude is that nothing can stop me now. My day job is building homes and admittedly I have neglected my music over the years, until which time I got this Android and started recording, guitar and instrumental music. In addition, I had not sung for over three to four years. I had let my dreams and aspiration disappear, and then one day walking down on the beach playing my guitar, I just started to sing again bringing joy back into my life and heart. Everywhere I went, in the woods, under tunnels, everywhere, I recorded and sang songs, every time a practice or I jammed with friends, I recorded, sharing with my networks all these events and practice sessions. Resulting, with in a year of over five thousand followers on Google+. Now, I realize that people enjoyed what I am doing and/or creating, so I started promoting other musicians like myself. It has been quite an adventure and journey to say the least; it is all about being good to people; through the ability of helping them and sharing their talents. God bless you all and thank you very much


My thoughts:
I met Paul via my music blogging activities here on G+ and instantly we became friends. He is the genuine article and is not only a gifted musical artist; he has been a supportive and loyal friend during difficult times. So without further ado let me introduce his amazing musical talents featured tonight titled “Dedicated Musicians Song”. This song was written by Paul and it has a classically jazzed up, folky soul, gospel, rhythmic and blues genre. It’s bold, fresh and original. I just love it!!!!

Public Information:
Google:                       https://plus.google.com/u/0/103665775864125723600/about
Google Communities:
Music Artist Unite:                         https://plus.google.com/u/0/communities/107749504866380947143
Spiritual Hearts:                               https://plus.google.com/communities/104325671424433005749

YouTube:                    https://www. youtube.com/user/paulboucher58/featured
Twitter:                       https://twitter.com/paulboucher58   


Everything recorded has been done on the Android cell phone
By Paul Boucher

I, Francis Freedom Freeman,
Am Tamely Wild, Wildly Tamed.
While peaceful loving freedom is the aim of my spiritual gain. 
And I'll sing the songs for you,
so won't you harmonize along with me,
So we can sing together forever more peacefully free.

“I am a heartfelt poetical Gardner, who loves to cultivate the spiritual life with music, and I call my style of music, classically jazzed up, folky soul, gospel, rhythmic and blues”.

© copywriter by Paul Boucher

References:
1.)   Photography: Hope Springs Eternal. http://www.native-americans-online.com/native-american-ghost-dance.htmlotograph
2.)   Photography: Paul Boucher. https://plus.google.com/u/0/103665775864125723600/posts
2.)   Video: A DEDICATED MUSICIANS ORIGINAL SINGERS SONG.. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LG5bIcrPYA4

A Room #POETRY #FREEVERSE

A Room
By Diana Mary Sharpton

A chair, dresser, TV, steamer trunk and bed,
Four pillows on a king to lay her head.
Life occurs within these walls and vanishes,
In slow motion, like a movie that metamorphoses.

Sweet jasmine lingers, a perfumed mode,
In clothes, hung by color, where the sun was sold.
Opaque and secluded, shades always drawn,
Contains a perpetual atmosphere yet withdrawn.

Dust settles in thin layers as days pass into night.
Any change is entailed not contrite.
A refuge without statutory rubrics,
In a room, that bears her fleshly forensics.

It’s a place that hears her tears,
And knows the truth mixed in with fears,
It’s where she runs and hides,
A room in her name written to the side.

© copywrite By Diana Mary Sharpton

References:
1.) Photograph: by Diana Mary Sharpton