Sometimes words are just music themselves.
Like “Strawberry” is a very musical sounding word to me. “Dandelion” is another.
I like “Honeysuckle” and “Hurricane,” too. And “Hallelujah.”
Standing on the edge of the vowel forest, I also encounter:
A blossoming almond tree.
The thicket grown loud with nightingales.
Skin and heart. Bed. House. Heartbreak (and with it, the tentative hope for happiness).
And a cloud of starlings.
Sometimes I think that my main instrument is idiom, my voice is just a dialect, and my actual purpose as a songwriter is simply to report on the human heart in the most musical of observational terms.
To make the notes audible in the key of English.
tony starling kidd 
This is wonderful. I really enjoy your writing.
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You’re very kind, thank you.
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“A cloud of starlings…” Wow, I like this a lot. It makes me feel happy. Keep going. There is a great sentiment in these words. It made me think about my own songs and why I write them. And I agree, there is purpose. Thanks for connecting. Nice work my friend.
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Thank you
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It’s beautiful how you are picking melody in simple words!❤️
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Tintinnabulation.. 🙂 one of my favorite words.
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