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"CHRISTMAS ISLAND PRAYER" - November 24, 2007

OH, TO SHARE.....


PARANG.

PUNCHEON CREAM.

PELAU.

PASSIONS OF DAYS GONE BY.

PASSING BREEZE.

PARADISIO NEEDS.

PRAYERS TO A PAL.

PLEASE BE THERE.

PASS THE PAST.BEYOND OUR HEARTS. "BEHIND THE BRIDGE".
PAUSE TO SEE.

PROVISION. POSSIBILITIES.

PINING OF MY ISLAND HEART.

PROMISES AT "DON CARLOS" TO MAKE A NEW START.


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"TRADEWINDS OF LOVE- VIRGIN GORDA" - June 20, 2007

AND TO THINK THAT I JUST FOUND THIS BEAUTY, VIRGIN GORDA, B.V.I.

A PLACE OF UTTER BEAUTY AND TRANQUILITY THAT SPEAKS TO MY HEART, WHILE CARRESSING MY SOUL.

MY THANKS TO THE GRACIOUS PEOPLE WHO LIVE THERE, AND WERE KIND ENOUGH TO "HOLD IT IN TRUST" FOR A "BIG CITY", SOMETIMES"COUNTRY GIRL" LIKE ME.

VIRGIN GORDA HAS THE KIND OF PEACE, SOLITUDE, AND CALMNESS I FIRST ENCOUNTERED AT THE SHORELINE AT "LITTLE DIX BAY RESORT" . THERE THE WATER FELT LIKE A WARM, TEPID, BATHTUB, CALMLY AWATING TO BE EXPERIENCED.

I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO MY DEAR FRIEND, DENARDO COLEMAN, DRUMMER EXTRADANAIRE AND MANAGER TO HIS ICONIC, TEXAS-BORN FATHER, ORNETTE COLEMAN.
ALSO MY SINCERE THANKS TO NEIL BLYDEN, MEDIA AND MAEKETING MOGUS, AND FATHER MIKE OF ST MARY'S ANGLICAN CHURCH, WHO EXTENDED THE INVITATION AND OPPORTUNITY TO PERFORM AT THEIR "JAZZ ON THE HILL" FUNDRAISER; ALL FOR THE BENEFIT OF EDUCATION.

ADMITTEDLY, EVERYONE FOR YEARS NOW IS AWARE OF MY GREAT LOVE OF TOBAGO. THAT LOVE STIL AND WILL ALWAYS REMAIN STRONGLY INTACT.

VIRGIN GORDA IS ANOTHER PARADISE TO LOVE.THANKFULLY, I TRULY BELIEVE THAT LOVE IS INFINITE, AND IS AS DEEP AS THE OCEANS AND SEAS THAT SPEAK TO MY SOUL. FOR THE SENSITIVITY AND AFFINITY FOR WATER THAT I FEEL IS GREATER THAN MOST. ACTUALLY, MY DAILY QUEST BEGINS WITH"WHICH BODY OF WATER DO I IMMERSE MYSELF TODAY?"

SOMETIMES,I FEEL THAT MAN'S NATURAL ORIGINS IS WATER( THE WOMB) , HIS PERPETUAL AND NATURAL QUEST IS TO RETURN TO IT! AND TO EXPERIENCE THAT FIRST JOY OF ITS WARMTH AND COMFORT.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU ALSO MEET THE MOST INTERESTING PEOPLE IN THE WATER! AND FROM SUCH FAR OFF PLACES AS AUSTRALIA TO TEXAS; HONG KONG TO BOSTON. I'VE MET PEOPLE WHO WERE WRITERS, RANCHERS, ASTROPHYSICISTS,OILMEN, DESIGNERS, ARTISTS, EVEN BEACHBUMS,JUST HAPPY WITH LIFE. JUST ALL OF US HAPPY TO SHARE OUR LOVE OF WATER; THE NATURAL ELIXIR OF HEALTH, LIFE, AND GOOD TIMES. AND EACH HOPEFULLY MINDFUL OF THE GOOD TRADEWINDS OF FORTUNATE MOMENTS SHARED THERE.

WHAT A TRIP AND EXPERIENCE VIRGIN GORDA WAS. AND I'M ALREADY WRITING THE LYRICS FOR THE SONG I FEEL COMING ON. AND SOON I WILL RETURN WITH THE SONG TAUGHT TO ME THERE: BEAUTY AND LIFE ARE ONE!

P.S. AS A MUSICIAN, A FIRST, WAS HAVING MY CONCERT GIVEN A ASTROLOGIC REPORT OF THE STARS OVERHEAD BY NOTED ASTROPHYSICIST, GEORGE FIELD, AND NEW FRIEND. TOTALLY MIND-BOGGLING.

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"TRADEWINDS OF LOVE- VIRGIN GORDA" - June 20, 2007

AND TO THINK THAT I JUST FOUND THIS BEAUTY, VIRGIN GORDA, B.V.I.

A PLACE OF UTTER BEAUTY AND TRANQUILITY THAT SPEAKS TO MY HEART, WHILE CARRESSING MY SOUL.

MY THANKS TO THE GRACIOUS PEOPLE WHO LIVE THERE, AND WERE KIND ENOUGH TO "HOLD IT IN TRUST" FOR A "BIG CITY", SOMETIMES"COUNTRY GIRL" LIKE ME.

VIRGIN GORDA HAS THE KIND OF PEACE, SOLITUDE, AND CALMNESS I FIRST ENCOUNTERED AT THE SHORELINE AT "LITTLE DIX BAY RESORT" . THERE THE WATER FELT LIKE A WARM, TEPID, BATHTUB, CALMLY AWATING TO BE EXPERIENCED.

I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO MY DEAR FRIEND, DENARDO COLEMAN, DRUMMER EXTRADANAIRE AND MANAGER TO HIS ICONIC, TEXAS-BORN FATHER, ORNETTE COLEMAN.
ALSO MY SINCERE THANKS TO NEIL BLYDEN, MEDIA AND MAEKETING MOGUS, AND FATHER MIKE OF ST MARY'S ANGLICAN CHURCH, WHO EXTENDED THE INVITATION AND OPPORTUNITY TO PERFORM AT THEIR "JAZZ ON THE HILL" FUNDRAISER; ALL FOR THE BENEFIT OF EDUCATION.

ADMITTEDLY, EVERYONE FOR YEARS NOW IS AWARE OF MY GREAT LOVE OF TOBAGO. THAT LOVE STIL AND WILL ALWAYS REMAIN STRONGLY INTACT.

VIRGIN GORDA IS ANOTHER PARADISE TO LOVE.THANKFULLY, I TRULY BELIEVE THAT LOVE IS INFINITE, AND IS AS DEEP AS THE OCEANS AND SEAS THAT SPEAK TO MY SOUL. FOR THE SENSITIVITY AND AFFINITY FOR WATER THAT I FEEL IS GREATER THAN MOST. ACTUALLY, MY DAILY QUEST BEGINS WITH"WHICH BODY OF WATER DO I IMMERSE MYSELF TODAY?"

SOMETIMES,I FEEL THAT MAN'S NATURAL ORIGINS IS WATER( THE WOMB) , HIS PERPETUAL AND NATURAL QUEST IS TO RETURN TO IT! AND TO EXPERIENCE THAT FIRST JOY OF ITS WARMTH AND COMFORT.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU ALSO MEET THE MOST INTERESTING PEOPLE IN THE WATER! AND FROM SUCH FAR OFF PLACES AS AUSTRALIA TO TEXAS; HONG KONG TO BOSTON. I'VE MET PEOPLE WHO WERE WRITERS, RANCHERS, ASTROPHYSICISTS,OILMEN, DESIGNERS, ARTISTS, EVEN BEACHBUMS,JUST HAPPY WITH LIFE. JUST ALL OF US HAPPY TO SHARE OUR LOVE OF WATER; THE NATURAL ELIXIR OF HEALTH, LIFE, AND GOOD TIMES. AND EACH HOPEFULLY MINDFUL OF THE GOOD TRADEWINDS OF FORTUNATE MOMENTS SHARED THERE.

WHAT A TRIP AND EXPERIENCE VIRGIN GORDA WAS. AND I'M ALREADY WRITING THE LYRICS FOR THE SONG I FEEL COMING ON. AND SOON I WILL RETURN WITH THE SONG TAUGHT TO ME THERE: BEAUTY AND LIFE ARE ONE!

P.S. AS A MUSICIAN, A FIRST, WAS HAVING MY CONCERT GIVEN A ASTROLOGIC REPORT OF THE STARS OVERHEAD BY NOTED ASTROPHYSICIST, GEORGE FIELD, AND NEW FRIEND. TOTALLY MIND-BOGGLING.

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"HAPPY EASTER" - April 7, 2007

EASTER SIGNALS THE BEGINNING OF SPRING'S WARM GIFTS. I GUESS THE WARM WEATHER FOR NYC SORT OF TOOK A DETOUR. IT'S TOO COLD HERE! A HOODIE IS MORE IN LINE THAN AN EASTER HAT FOR THIS SUNDAY. I'LL PROBABLY CHECK OUT THE MET ; ART HAS ALWAYS BEEN A PASSION. THEN HOP AMTRAK TO GO AND SEE GLORIA LYNNE IN PHILADELPHIA. YET NYC MAKES IT SO HARD TO LEAVE. THERE'S THE BIG EASTER EGG HUNT IN CENTRAL PARK; I KNOW MY GRANDSON, TYLER, WOULD LOVE THAT, IF ONLY HE WERE OLDER. HE'S ONE NOW, AND ALREADY 'RUNNING IT.

IT'S A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER SINCE I STARTED WRITING TODAY. THE COLD SORT OF CHANGES EVERYTHING FOR ME. THINK I'LL JUST TAKE A NAP,MAKE A CUP OF TEA, AND GO TO THE SPA.

HAPPY EASTER!

P.S. WISH I WAS IN TEXAS PLANNING AN EASTER EGG HUNT FOR THE CHILDREN IN MY LIFE. OR IN TOBAGO WATCHING THE GOAT RACE! BUT, IT'S ONLY NOON; IF I HURRY I CAN STILL FIND THE WARMTH, ON THE BEACH, WHERE I REALLY WAN TO BE!

"A PASSION FOR PRARIES AND PORCHES - March 5, 2007

AS MARCH WINDS BLOW
THE BEAUTIFUL SEEDS
OF MEMORIES GROW.

BACK TO A PLACE BACK WHEN
OF CHILDHOOD PLAY,FAMILY,
AND FRIENDS.

OF WINDING ROADS OF RED DIRT CLAY.
BLUBONNET BLOOMS
AS RED ROBINS PLAY.

THESE SOTHERN COMFORTS
WARM MY HEART.
WHEN CHILLING CITY WINDS
DO START. Copyright2007BobbiHumphrey


Sitting on the porch, playing, planning, praying. Listening, learning, knowing of off places beyond this prarie of Black-Eyed Sususans, beyond this front-yard porche's view of Horse-Apple and China-Berry trees. Oh, the child-hood winds that beckoned then. The past that begs now.

Whispering from the prairie, from the porch,

"PATTY CAKE, PATTY CAKE. TAKE A CHANCE.
PATTY CAKE. PATTY CAKE.CAN YOU DANCE?

As the porch became my first stage, and gathering place, the love of it only grows with time.

It is there where I first learned the importance of early morning meetings, discipline, as my siblings and I planned our first play meals of"mudcakes" and "greens" of leaves; setting them out early in the Southern sun to bake and boil.

Noontime meant a grown-up folks lunch of "cracklin' bread" or "hot-water" cornbread and field peas. This was followed by a nap on the porch; sometimes, only tp be awakened by the prairie's breeze. Amazingly, I acually heatd notes and overtones from these prarie fields. And even thought, in my childhood wonder, that the sky was "yawning" as low flying, "Sky King" planes passed overhead. For me, it served as a convenient "alarm clock" to get up and play "office" or "talent show", and also check the mudpies and greens.

Once again, we sat on the porch again, my childhood friends and I; finally enjoying our own version of lunch that we had prepared.It was leisurely and filled with wonder.

There we dreamt of a world beyond the prairie , beyond the porch. In our childhood wonder, we spoke of worlds we would create, the loves we would find.And it was to be only later, that we realized the debt of gratitude that we owed the the prairie, the porch.

For me, a gratiede for birthing the passion of pastel possibilities in all things creative:

PERFORMANCE, launched from the first stage, the porch.

FIRST "POWER LUNCH". served from the porch.

FIRST"VIEWING", of art from the pastel palette of the Peonies and Bluebonnet prairie.

FIRST "HELLO", nature's JAZZ SYMPHONY,heard in the whistling overtones of prarie winds.

So, as big city winds blow in March, my heart is forever warmed by the passion for prairies and porches , and the gift of infinite possibilites they have taught me!

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"A PASSION FOR PRARIES AND PORCHES - March 5, 2007

AS MARCH WINDS BLOW
THE BEAUTIFUL SEEDS
OF MEMORIES GROW.

BACK TO A PLACE BACK WHEN
OF CHILDHOOD PLAY,FAMILY,
AND FRIENDS.

OF WINDING ROADS OF RED DIRT CLAY.
BLUBONNET BLOOMS
AS RED ROBINS PLAY.

THESE SOTHERN COMFORTS
WARM MY HEART.
WHEN CHILLING CITY WINDS
DO START. Copyright2007BobbiHumphrey


Sitting on the porch, playing, planning, praying. Listening, learning, knowing of off places beyond this prarie of Black-Eyed Sususans, beyond this front-yard porche's view of Horse-Apple and China-Berry trees. Oh, the child-hood winds that beckoned then. The past that begs now.

Whispering from the prairie, from the porch,

"PATTY CAKE, PATTY CAKE. TAKE A CHANCE.
PATTY CAKE. PATTY CAKE.CAN YOU DANCE?

As the porch became my first stage, and gathering place, the love of it only grows with time.

It is there where I first learned the importance of early morning meetings, discipline, as my siblings and I planned our first play meals of"mudcakes" and "greens" of leaves; setting them out early in the Southern sun to bake and boil.

Noontime meant a grown-up folks lunch of "cracklin' bread" or "hot-water" cornbread and field peas. This was followed by a nap on the porch; sometimes, only tp be awakened by the prairie's breeze. Amazingly, I acually heatd notes and overtones from these prarie fields. And even thought, in my childhood wonder, that the sky was "yawning" as low flying, "Sky King" planes passed overhead. For me, it served as a convenient "alarm clock" to get up and play "office" or "talent show", and also check the mudpies and greens.

Once again, we sat on the porch again, my childhood friends and I; finally enjoying our own version of lunch that we had prepared.It was leisurely and filled with wonder.

There we dreamt of a world beyond the prairie , beyond the porch. In our childhood wonder, we spoke of worlds we would create, the loves we would find.And it was to be only later, that we realized the debt of gratitude that we owed the the prairie, the porch.

For me, a gratiede for birthing the passion of pastel possibilities in all things creative:

PERFORMANCE, launched from the first stage, the porch.

FIRST "POWER LUNCH". served from the porch.

FIRST"VIEWING", of art from the pastel palette of the Peonies and Bluebonnet prairie.

FIRST "HELLO", nature's JAZZ SYMPHONY,heard in the whistling overtones of prarie winds.

So, as big city winds blow in March, my heart is forever warmed by the passion for prairies and porches , and the gift of infinite possibilites they have taught me!

Copyright2007BobbiHumphrey

"THE GIFT OF NOW" - March 2, 2007

I NOW KNOW GOD IS TAKING ME PLACES I'VE NEVER BEEN.

AND I NO LONGER QUESTION HIM.

JUST ACCEPT HIS BLESSINGS.

AND LOOK WITHIN.

NO DOUBTS OF "IF" or "HOW".

JUST RECEIVE THE GIFT OF"NOW".

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"MARCH MAGIC IN MANHATTAN" - March 2, 2007

AND I STILL HEAR MY FATHER'S VOICE SAYING, "VERA, IF I CAN MAKE IT TO MARCH, I CAN MARCH ON THROUGH THE REST OF THE YEAR"! TO HEAR MY HERO, MARCELLUS HUMPHREY SAY THIS, EVEN THOUGH MY YEARS WERE YOUNG, YOU COULD SAY MY SOUL WAS OLD. BECAUSE I UNDERSTOOD THE VICTORY OF MAKING IT THROUGH WINTER MEANT SOMETHING ON MANY LEVELS. AND THE WELCOMED MONTH OF MARCH HERALDED A NEW SEASON OF WARMTH OF NOT ONLY BODY, BUT OF SOUL.

THIS JOYOUS FEELING REMAINS FOR ME.EVEN THE CLEANSING RAINS THAT SERVES AS A RIVER TO SEND WINTER ON ITS WAY. THE THAWING EARTH THAT AWAKENS EACH DAFFODIL, A COLORFUL PALETTE FOR BIG CITY DREAMS.THE NEW FACES AROUND THE RESEVIOR DURING A JOG, WITH THE UNSPOKEN KNOWING OF GRACE,"WE MADE IT THROUGH" WHERE'S BARRY MANILOW?(lol) AND OH THE MUSIC, NEW HIP-HOP BEATS TO SPANISH HARLEM SALSA. YES, SPRING IS ON, AND NOTHING IS BETTER THAN MARCH AND THE MAGIC OF MANHATTAN!

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"AND HOW DID IT MATTER?' - February 21, 2007

AND HOW DID IT MATTER THAT YOU WERE HERE?
DID YOU BRING ONE SMILE?
ERASE ONE TEAR?

WHEN YOUR BROTHER CALLED
WERE YOU BY HIS SIDE?
OR FEARFULLY CHOSE TO HIDE?

DURING UNJUST TIMES
HOW DID YOU STAND?
WERE YOU CONFIDENT, COMPASSIONATE, CLEAR,
AS A WOMAN, AS A MAN?

DID YOU WILLING SHARE
WITHOUT FEAR OR LACK?
EMBRACE ABUNDANCE,
HOPE INTACT.

DID YOU TEACH YOUR BROTHER HAPPINESS AS A CHOICE?
TO SPEAK IN GOD'S CALM VOICE.

SO, HOW DID IT MATTER THAT YOU WERE HERE?

IT'S A TRUE LIFE SHARED
THAT SPEAKS SO CLEAR.

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"BOBBISM" - February 21, 2007

"...AND I WILL PAINT MY WORLD IN PASTEL POSSIBILITIES"


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"BOBBISM" - February 21, 2007

"...AND I WILL PAINT MY WORLD IN PASTEL POSSIBILITIES"


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"DEDICATION" - February 13, 2007

HERE'S TO ALL THE BRILLIANT BROTHERS NEVER ALLOWED AT BAT.

AND ALL THE SERIOUS SISTERS WHOSE SAILS WERE NEVER CAST.

RESPECT!!

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"BOBBISM" - January 18, 2007

DESPITE SORROW. DESPITE LOSS. AT ALL COST, STAY IN THE RACE.

WALK EACH STEP WITH FULL FACE.

WITH A SMILE. QUIET DIGNITY. GRACE.

EVEN IF FRIENDS WALK AWAY.

SET YOUR SOUL ON "AUTOMATIC" HOME.

NO NEED TO "ROAM"

LOOK WITHIN!

THANK GOD FOR MUSIC'S CONSTANT.

TRUTHFUL COMFORT.

SONGS!

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"BOBBISM" - January 13, 2007

AND WHO AMONGST US WILL EMBRACE THE MORAL COURAGE TO CONTINUE THE WALK FOR FREEDOM AND TRUTH?

AT ALL COST.

DEFERRED DREAMS-LOVES LOST.

REMAINING.

BOUYANT. BRAVE. AND UNBOUGHT!

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"BOBBISM" - January 12, 2007

I STAND IN THE SOULROOM OF SINCERITY.

THAN SIT IN THE GREENROOM OF STERILE CELEBRITY!

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( James Brown R.I.P.)

"BOOKMARK MY HEART'' - January 1, 2007

THIS MOMENT. YEARS FROM NOW.
I LOVE YOU STILL.

AT FIRST VIEW, I KNEW.
YOU WERE MY AFRICAN WARRIOR.
I YOUR AFRICAN QUEEN.

SOULMATE, WE HAVE SHARED LOVE LULLABYES UNDER SACRED STARS OF SERENGETTI PLAINS.

SURVIVED ATLANTIC WATERS TO FULFILL ICONIC DESTINIES.
COSMIC COVENANTS OF THE HEART.

NOW, ACROSS A CROWDED URBAN ROOM, DRESSED IN WESTERN SUIT,
I RECOGNIZED YOUR FACE.
MY WARRIOR KING, RECLAIMING ME.

FOR I AM YOUR AFRICAN QUEEN DIDN'T YOU KNOW?
TO BE ALL YOU WANT ME TO BE.
TO GIVE YOU PASSION.
GIVE YOU PEACE.
OUR LOVE IS AWESOME. ANCESTRAL. COMPLETE.

FOR THE WARRIOR KING I KNOW IS STRONG.
YET EVEN WARRIORS DESERVE LOVE SONGS. SO LET MY LOVE SOOTHE YOU.
SAVE YOU FROM INHUMANE WINDS.

SO LET MY BROWN THIGHS ROCK A LOVER'S LULLABYE.
LET OUR SOULS SING OF PERFECT LOVE.
TO TEACH. TO SHARE.
BEYOND PASSION.
BEYOND PEACE.

A KISS FOR ALL ETERNITY!

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"FIREWALL OF MY SOUL'' - December 31, 2006

GONNA BUILD ME A FIREWALL, A FIREWALL FOR MY SOUL.

THERE, I'LL EMBRACE MY SOUL IN THE WARMTH OF SINCERE SMILES.

HONOR THE TRUST OF SACRED FRIENDS.



SEEK PROTECTION FROM SPIRITUAL HACKERS, SWINGSHIFT HATERS, TRYING TO BREAK-IN.

YET, THE GREATEST LOVE BUFFERS ME FROM THESE INHUMANE WINDS.

I CHERISH THE SENSITIVITY OF CONSCIOUS SPIRITS.

I HEED THE SENSIBILITY FROM ANCESTRAL TEACHINGS.

I RECEIVE A NEW VISION FOR ICONIC DREAMS.

I REAFFIRM MY CHOICE OF QUIET DIGNITY AND GRATUITY.

I TREASURE MY EARNEST QUEST FOR ALL THINGS REAL.

COMPASSIONATE COVENANT: NO COMRADE LEFT ON THE BATTLEFIELD.

MY DELIGHT IS TO EMBRACE, SHARE LOVE, LAUGHTER, ENERGY, AND DANCE OF LIFE'S PARTY.

THE PLEASURE IN BRINGING PURE JOY.

THE PHRASING OF NEW NOTES, NEW BEATS.
SIMPLE. SYMPHONIC. SWEET.

SO, GONNA BUILD ME A FIREWALL. FIREWALL FOR MY SOUL.

NIGHTSHIFT WORKERS SEEKING GOLD-MY SOUL. ARE TURNED BACK IN THE COLD.

GOT A FIREWALL FOR MY SOUL!

GOD, WEBMASTER OF MY LIFE.

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"MR BROWN'' - December 25, 2006

'PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE'', SAY IT AIN'T SO.
YOU'VE LEFT THE STAGE.
WHERE'S THE GREENROOM THAT ONLY ICONS GO?

LEAVING THE WORLD FUNKED UP,
IN MID-DANCE
IN "A MAN'S WORLD"
TOO SOON, TOO SOON,
CHRISTMAS DAY.
BUT, STILL ''I FEEL GOOD''

'CAUSE I KNEW YOU!

MR BROWN, YOUR TRANSITION,
MUSIC'S TRANSPOSITION HAD TO BE THIS DAY. HEAVEN NEEDED A HEADLINING ACT FOR IT'S CHRISTMAS SHOW. WE WANTED TO HOLD YOU OVER. YOU CHOSE TO GROW.

SO EARTH WILL HAVE TO LEARN ''A BRAND NEW BAG''

A MIX BORN OF YOUR FUNK, DEMAND OF RESPECT, LESSON IN PRIDE,WHETHER IN PRISON OR WITH PRESIDENTS.
WHAT A LIFEBEAT YOU TAUGHT!
JUST KEEP THE BEAT, STAY ''BLACK AND PROUD''.AND ''KEEP IT FUNKY''.

MR. BROWN, THOUGH STUNNED,
WE WON'T DROP THE FUNK BATON!
WITH EVERY DANCE, WE CELEBRATE LIFE. THE ENERGY OF FUNK TO FUEL OUR DREAMS. THE COURAGE TO LAUNCH ''A BRAND NEW BAG''!

MR. BROWN, I LOVE YOU!
SO, I'M ALWAYS ''GONNA HAVE A FUNKY GOOD TIME!" 'CAUSE YOU TOOK US HIGHER!

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"MR BROWN'' - December 25, 2006

'PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE'', SAY IT AIN'T SO.
YOU'VE LEFT THE STAGE.
WHERE'S THE GREENROOM THAT ONLY ICONS GO?

LEAVING THE WORLD FUNKED UP,
IN MID-DANCE
IN "A MAN'S WORLD"
TOO SOON, TOO SOON,
CHRISTMAS DAY.
BUT, STILL ''I FEEL GOOD''

'CAUSE I KNEW YOU!

MR BROWN, YOUR TRANSITION,
MUSIC'S TRANSPOSITION HAD TO BE THIS DAY. HEAVEN NEEDED A HEADLINING ACT FOR IT'S CHRISTMAS SHOW. WE WANTED TO HOLD YOU OVER. YOU CHOSE TO GROW.

SO EARTH WILL HAVE TO LEARN ''A BRAND NEW BAG''

A MIX BORN OF YOUR FUNK, DEMAND OF RESPECT, LESSON IN PRIDE,WHETHER IN PRISON OR WITH PRESIDENTS.
WHAT A LIFEBEAT YOU TAUGHT!
JUST KEEP THE BEAT, STAY ''BLACK AND PROUD''.AND ''KEEP IT FUNKY''.

MR. BROWN, THOUGH STUNNED,
WE WON'T DROP THE FUNK BATON!
WITH EVERY DANCE, WE CELEBRATE LIFE. THE ENERGY OF FUNK TO FUEL OUR DREAMS. THE COURAGE TO LAUNCH ''A BRAND NEW BAG''!

MR. BROWN, I LOVE YOU!
SO, I'M ALWAYS ''GONNA HAVE A FUNKY GOOD TIME!" 'CAUSE YOU TOOK US HIGHER!

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"FOX AN FRIENDS'' HOLIDAY APPEARANCE - December 24, 2006

HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND ALL THE BEST FOR A GREAT NEW YEAR FOR 2007.

HOPEFULLY, YOU CAUGHT MY APPEARANCE ON "FOX AND FRIENDS "" TODAY, THE MORNING SHOW ON THE FOX CABLE NEWS.

THANKS FOR YOUR SUPPORT OF MY MUSIC BY SHOPPING ON MY SITE FOR "PASSION FLUTE" CD'S, MY DOWNLOADS AND POSTERS. IT IS MY LABEL THAT I WANT TO BUILD FOR MYSELF, AND OTHER ARTISTS, AND LEAD BY EXAMPLE ON HOW TO BE FAIR AND EQUITABLE TO THE ARTISTS WHO CREATE THE MUSIC; GIVING RESPECT, CONTROL, AND EQUITY OF THEIR RESOURCE: THE MUSIC! ALL THE BEST,BOBBI HUMPHREY

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"ABSENCE AND APOLOGY" - December 1, 2006

BECAUSE I DIDN'T HAVE YOU

I WALKED AWAY FROM TRUTH.

ALL THE GOOD I WAS SENT TO DO.

HELD ON TO GOOD LOVE

ANOTHER HEART COULD USE.

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"THE PRESENTS OF PARADISE" - December 1, 2006

Watching another day unfurl, one not only see the beauty, but also the order of nature.

Promises, urgencies, covenants will be met, will be kept, even without the "I's" of the world. The universe moves on very well with or without man's ego or urgencies. For, the boundless beauty of nature is so giving. further, if the mind is relaxed to hear the constant rhythms of the ocean, the call of birds, the singing of frogs, the blowing winds, one can hear the ever constant, always comforting voice of God. Even the very lessons global businesspersons seek as many of them"chase Manhattan" are easily learned on the beach, or upon the seas.

On the beach, you learn to "face" the waves( never turn your back), "study" its rhythm, "anticipate" the strength of its force; learn its "indication" of waxing and waning of the moon, and "planning" accordingly.

undoubtedly, the greatest lesson in naure that I learned was from my sailng captain one day, as I sat upon deck, being pelted by rain.

As I watched the dark, threatening clouds, I said, "I guess we'll have to cancel the sail". "No!", he exclaimed. "Look", as he pointed. "Even though the sky is dark, as long as you can see a break of blue sky, know that the sun will break through. So, continue to sail!"

Another lesson learned in paradise: Observe, plan, and keep hope-"SAIL ON!"

"CHOICE" - November 28, 2006

WE CAN STAND,SINCERE, AND DELIVER

OR

SHUDDER, STUMBLE, AND DISSOLVE

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"RESTFUL NIGHTS" - November 28, 2006

LORD,

BLESS ME WITH RESTFUL NIGHTS

UNDISTURBED BY WRONGS I DID NOT RIGHT.

GHOSTS OF JUST WARS I DID NOT FIGHT.

BLESSED LOVE I DID NOT HOLD TIGHT.

STILLBORN DREAMS I NEVER GAVE FLIGHT.

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... 'WHAT IF WE JUST WENT SAILING?" - November 4, 2006

WHAT IF WE JUST WENT SAILING?

FREE, UPON THE OPEN SEA.

BOUNDLESS BEAUTY BECKONS YOU AND ME

A CHORUS OF SEABIRDS OVERHEAD
CELEBRATE THIS MOMENT WHERE TRUTH HAS LED.

A VAST AZURE SKY SEEMS SO SURREAL.

A PASTEL PALETTE OF THE PEACE WE FEEL.


WHAT IF WE JUST WENT SAILING?

TO UNCHARTED WATERS OF THE HEART.

PLACID PLACE OF THE SOUL WHERE
PERFECT PEACE STARTS.


WHAT IF WE JUST WENT SAILING?

FAR FROM THE HUSTLE, THE HURRY ON SHORE.

CAPTURE, CHERISH, MELODIES, MOMENTS

FULL SAILING. EMOTIONS SOAR!


YES, WHAT IF WE JUST WENT SAILING?

THE OPEN WATERS OF "FRIEND"

TRUST. OUR LIGHTHOUSE AND COMPASS.

AS WE SAIL,SOULFULLY, ONCE AGAIN.


SO, WHAT IF WE JUST WENT SAILING?

FABULOUSLY FREE.JUST ENJOY THE RIDE.

CARRESSED BY WAVES OF TIMELESS TRANQUILITY.

OUR MAST BILLOWED BY BELOVED SMILES

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