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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.

DADT (1994 – 2011)

DADT (1994 – 2011)

Welcome to one Private’s unprivate personal hell
Let’s drink a toast in honour of Benny
Shot through the heart by “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell”

A spiteful, misbegotten fear cloaked in a pious shell
Let’s drink a toast in honour of Denny
Welcome to one Private’s unprivate personal hell

Discharged to stop them tainting other personnel
Let’s drink a toast in honour of Jenny
Shot through the heart by “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell”

There’s no marker on the battlefield where they fell
Let’s drink a toast in honour of Kenny
Welcome to one Private’s unprivate personal hell

Just to speak their love’s name was to rebel
Let’s drink a toast in honour of Lenny
Shot through the heart by “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell”

They understood prejudice only too well
Let’s drink a toast in honour of Penny
Welcome to one Private’s unprivate personal hell
Shot through the heart by “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell”

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“Don’t ask, don’t tell” (DADT)

Untribal

UNTRIBAL

Some there are who live in touch
With both heart and mind
Others it seems
Less so

The Heart A Lonely Hunter

THE HEART A LONELY HUNTER

Cheshire-like you grin
At a self-effacing joke
It’s a hollow laugh

Earth’s Burden

EARTH’S BURDEN

Gracing the cosmos
Then along came humankind
What aberration

‘Nuff Said

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Mr Martin

MR MARTIN

At times I envision us
Preachers, side by side
Restating the obvious

In the forlorn hope
Our words might reach
Ears beyond the choir

Home From Afghanistan (stripped down version)

HOME FROM AFGHANISTAN

The organ breathes softly in the still air.
The gentle hesitant notes,
just enough to underline the silence,
not wanting to intrude.

In a corner, with the dust and cobwebs,
a few bits of confetti,
reminders of joyful celebrations.
A world away today.

In the vestry the vicar rehearses.
Murmurs reassuring words,
“We gather to remember and honour …”
And puts on his surplice.

Everyone in the surrounding area
is here to show their respect.
“Died immediately, mercifully.”
“By a sniper, I think.”

Someone’s mobile goes off and is silenced.
Curious, a small child whispers,
“Mummy, where do people go when they die?”
“Hush, pet,” is the answer.

Alas: A Villanelle (Reposted)

ALAS: A VILLANELLE*

Alas, I bring no stardust home tonight.
The sky is overcast and all is maya,
For I confess I see no hope in sight;

Where once each daybreak promised fresh delight
We only found that time had proved a liar.
Alas, I bring no stardust home tonight.

These poor neglected coals cast little light,
So place another log upon the fire,
For I confess I see no hope in sight.

The wind is chill and bitter; hold me tight
And stoke the fire till the flames climb higher.
Alas, I bring no stardust home tonight.

Let’s not apportion blame or rue what might.
How can we but accept the trundling gyre?
For I confess I see no hope in sight.

In impasse let us yet remain polite;
Offer comfort, even as our dreams expire.
Alas, I bring no stardust home tonight,
For I confess I see no hope in sight.

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* http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/5796