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When Poetry Works (A Four By Six)

WHEN POETRY WORKS

Warp and weft sounds spouting
A lingual waterfall
Calling forth a mist of
Insubstantial rainbows

Goin’ Home

GOIN’ HOME

You have your keyboard with you
plus I see you brought your keys along too.
As for me: I have as you see brought my horn along.

No bass required to intervene, as agreed. Too basing.
No superfluous traps either. A binding promise.
Let’s go play the blues then. Melt into one another’s I’s

Country sounds good (when using ears rather than eyes)
while delta seems inviting also. Finger style?
I’m more than willing if that’s your choice.

Twelve bar, sixteen bar, thirty-two bar if you like.
Muddy water. Let’s dive in and search for a pearl.
Fare thee well. Forever. See you on that other shore.

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“When The Ear Is Unobstructed, The Result Is Hearing.”

Five Day Song Challenge: Day Two

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.

2. Arthur Honegger, Pastorale d’été.

Five Day Song Challenge: Day One

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.

1. Credit To The Nation – Come Dancing.

Uprising

In His Cups

IN HIS CUPS

A sip of wine
A hint of melody …
Hallowed foundations
Shift ungoverned

Melt into lavaflows
Unleash unadmitted yearnings
Challenge this paltry masquerade
Yelled from minaret or pulpit

Hounded by fatwa and heresy
Across the centuries, this dented I
Which has, for all of that brouhaha
Such shallow roots

Must be why they ban
These dangerous demons
Intoxication, music,
Dancing, sex

While we for our part
Fight tooth and nail
To retain or else regain
These royal roads

Home

One Cell

ONE CELL

“All cells of one body we”
Proclaims this postulate
A self-erasing assertion
“Take nothing for granted”
Proclaims this postulate

Yes all cells of one body
“Some folk get that intuitively”
Proclaims this postulate
“Others … not so easily
So we lend a hand”

“Tell them about Jah love”
As kindly advised Prince Far I
Yet few recall him these days
Even the devoted tribute site
Hosts unwarranted cobwebs

Let me wipe those away then
Resuscitate these lost words
A personal tribute, a pebble
An addition to the cairn decrying
Reggae to be a finished force

“Prince Far I, a man
To grace any style with wisdom
A chanter to quake the walls of the city
A preacher to strike fear in the weakheart
Humble in the garden and proud in the city,
Was shot dead in Jamaica, September 15, 1983
One year short of his 40th birthday.”

Yet his words re-echo yet
Remain ripe for re-utterence
“I am only but a visitor here
I am only but a stranger here
Mount Zion is my home”

 

Racism Rules? Go Figure

RACISM RULES? GO FIGURE

Gordon Brown*
Is white,
While Barry White*
Was brown

The world is
A very strange
And confusing place

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* Gordon Brown (born 20 February 1951) was the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom and the Leader of the Labour Party from 2007 to 2010.

* Barry White (September 12, 1944 – July 4, 2003) was an American singer-songwriter and composer.

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