Meaningful Measures

by Belinda Munoz on March 25, 2011


Dim light flickers.
Sleep is interrupted yet again.
Rain floods pavement craving sunlight.
It is another soggy day of insomnia,
forgotten memories and
labored letting go.
Heart and mind,
though weary, re-commit.
Determined to be of use, restless
hand points pen to page.
Notes link to beats.
Verse finds voice.
Soul fills


What would the world be like without a song? Without the urge for artistic expression? Or appreciation?


My husband joined a bunch of Oakland musicians sending love via song to the people of Madison, Wisconsin.  To watch the video, click here.


Got a story in 55 words?  Link up or read more over at G-Man.


bass clef by rexdownham

{ 17 comments… read them below or add one }

1 brian March 25, 2011 at 3:34 am

sounds like he is in for some fun! music is a huge part of my life…its the soundtrack…and finding that beat…is divine…


2 rob white March 25, 2011 at 6:02 am

Nice Belinda. For me this really captures the polarity in the process of creative expression. Those feelings of fear and doubt punctuated by sheer moments of bliss and enthusiasm.


3 ayala March 25, 2011 at 6:42 am

Love this, Belinda. Love the Song . PC and you make a great creative team that bring light to the issues…..


4 Alice Audrey March 25, 2011 at 8:09 am

That’s the nice thing about writing/composing. It can be done even on a rainy day.


5 G-Man March 25, 2011 at 8:25 am

What a terrific Jazzy type tribute tune..
That was Top Notch!
Loved your 55 Belinda.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End


6 Jingle March 25, 2011 at 10:03 am

this is divine..

love the music note, your words are full of wit and fun…


7 Steve Isaak March 25, 2011 at 11:03 am

Love the subliminal-theme underlying the work. Excellent.


8 Talon March 25, 2011 at 4:17 pm

“soul fills song” – that’s about as amazing as creation can get.

That was awesome! What a beautiful collaboration this is, Belinda! Kudos to you all!

So sad and so very true about the “moral deficit”.


9 Mama Zen March 25, 2011 at 6:33 pm

“Labored letting go.” That’s a really moving, beautiful turn of phrase.


10 Katherine March 25, 2011 at 8:32 pm

You pack so much into your 55. Wonderful rhythm to it.


11 Enchanted Oak March 25, 2011 at 10:35 pm

This is beautiful writing. I like that “restless hand points pen to page.” And that exquisite final line. Just lovely.


12 Akelamalu March 26, 2011 at 4:32 am

Great 55!

Music is an important part of life. :)


13 Patti March 26, 2011 at 8:16 am

Sometimes the muse works the night shift, I guess. You husband’s group has talent. Nice rhythm and beat.


14 Marci | Liberating Choices March 26, 2011 at 6:11 pm

Your words are like music to my ears. I really love this one, the way it looks, sounds, and what it says. The way we can change words to make them beautiful, it’s not just rain, it’s “rain flooding pavement craving sunlight.” Love it!

It was great to see/hear your husband perform too.


15 Olivia March 27, 2011 at 12:55 pm

Lovely words.. :)
A soulful life- song.. Hugs xoxo


16 dani h March 28, 2011 at 12:11 am

it was hard to believe that was only 55 words – just lovely second half. i’ve had insomnia for years so the first part hurts! {smile} really wonderful!


17 Rudri Bhatt Patel @ Being Rudri March 28, 2011 at 1:46 pm

Fifty-Five packs notes of power of cadence.


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