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Five Day Song Challenge: Day Three

Audrey Dawn – The Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister suggested I address myself to meeting this challenge. Two difficulties arise: I. as long time readers will know, I have already posted a number of my favourites so they aren’t eligible; 2. I am by necessity limited to tracks which are freely available on line. In retaliation I decided not to further restrain myself to sticking solely to tracks with lyrics.

3. Tim Buckley – I Must Have Been Blind.

The lyrics can be found at http://www.metrolyrics.com/i-must-have-been-blind-lyrics-tim-buckley.html. I have always heard something a little different from “To live in her life and never trustin'” as written here. What do you think?

In Touch

IN TOUCH

Where are you?
And what’s
Happening with you?

I see your on-line site has gone now too.
While – lost but not forgotten – I remain
And would appreciate contact.

Communication after all
Is even at its best
A two way street.

While without any
Bearable life disappears.

Love Story

LOVE STORY

This weight on one’s chest?
This all too fallible heart?
Imagination!

Mildewing

MILDEWING

A touch more each day
Passing moments but a dream
Too soon forgotten
Age advances – youth retreats
The green leaf wrinkles and dies

Heirloom

HEIRLOOM

A piece of quartz!
What an excellent present
To give
To our first child!

… I threw it in a flowerbed
The gardener will come and turn it under …

Abiding Grief

ABIDING GRIEF

Jaak Panksepp observed
Separation from mother
The worst sort of grief

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Jaak Panksepp

Stumped

STUMPED

Old as I am
And olderness coming
Day by day
Vocabulary rotting
Wasting away

Detach, detach
Who needs the grief?
The foolishness
Of vain denial

So much of life
One brief foray
Mainly wasted on
Sogenannten
Employment

Sat here now
In mid creation
Tip of the tongue
But spittleless

There’s a good word for it
But what it is
Is another matter
Sit patiently
Hopefully

Miss Jones

MISS JONES

We lost one another somehow, lost our way
In a trick of the light in a mist in a maze

Gasping, grasping, grappling day after day
As seconds turn into minutes, hours, days

So long, so long by some cruel fate kept apart
Yet memories glow in my mind, dear old friend

And it’s chin up, stand firm and never lose heart
For some day we’ll revel together again in the end

Past Fancies

PAST FANCIES

Plying one another with youth
This prattle of inconsequence
Hucksters, twitching to and fro
Reinstigating further dialogue
Now you seem me, now you …

… scramble for stable geolocation in an
Imaginary empyreal fractal geometry
Recall now all those fell off the map
Who never quite made the grade
Who never ran the full course

Languishing yet in one’s mind’s eye

Dread Allurement (In Sept Format)

DREAD ALLUREMENT

Gone
Summer
Samhain’s come
The Dark Season
Breathes a chill
Fire
Burns

Burns
And yet
Has no warmth
I’m shivering
What’s that sound?
A door
Creaks

Creaks
Again
T’is the sidhe*
The Otherworld
Shadowy
Beckons
Me

Me
Oh my
May I dare?
Go find her there
My heart’s love
Passed on
Gone

Poetry challenge #3: Samhain

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*pron. shee.