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Logan
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I see you asked for me to share a poem of mine, David. Here are a few ditties from a non poet laureate.
The Righteous Sinner Do you want salvation? Follow me. Straight down the path To surety. Don't eat meat on Friday, That's a sin. Don't miss church on Sunday, That's a sin. Go to confession, Make your profession Of guilt, such guilt. Fight the good fight, You'll be alright With Heaven on your side. The Death of the Little Boat, but the Dream Lives On (spoiler, it sunk) -- based on a true story which was based on an actual event ;) When I was young I built a boat, It didn't matter that it wouldn't float. 'twas all the more amusing to be sure, When it sunk to the bottom and was no more. To err is human; to bark canine and to purr feline: The Feline Groovy Song. Based on a Simon and Garfunkel song and my actual observations of a cat (aka Felis catus of the felis domesticus family) stalking rodents Slow down, you stalking too fast You got to make the prowling last... Looking for mice and feline groovy. Edited by Logan - May 16 2023 at 14:39 |
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David_D
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thanks, Greg
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And here some lyrics from Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "Karn Evil 9, 1st Impression, part 1" (excerpt) Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare,Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold. .................. Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way Praying for survival at the end of the day There is no compassion for those who stay, yeah ................... There must be someone who can set them free
To take their sorrow from this odyssey To help the helpless and the refugee To protect what's left of humanity Edited by David_D - January 31 2024 at 14:10 |
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Some more of ELP's early, philosophical lyrics, and this time very clearly speaking: Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "The Only Way (Hymn)" (excerpt) People has stirred moved by the word. Kneel at the shrine, deceived by the wine.How was the earth conceived? Infinite space. Is there such a place? You must believe in the human race. Can you believe, God makes you breathe. Why did he lose six million Jews. Touched by the wings, fears angel brings Sad winter storm, grey autumn dawn Who looks on life itself, who lights your way? Only you can say. How can you just obey? ........... Don't be afraid: man is man made.
From the album Tarkus (1971) |
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W dalekie ziemie za gory i lasy gdzie to nas ponioslo w te owe czasy Coz taki byl los i kto wie czy zly czy dobry |
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Some great lyrics by Supertramp, which certainly has not lost their relevance: Supertramp - "Crime of the Century" Now they're planning the crime of the century Well, what will it be? Read all about their schemes and adventuring Yes, it's well worth a fee So roll up and see How they rape the universe How they've gone from bad to worse Who are these men of lust, greed and glory? Rip off the masks and let's see But that's not right, oh, no, what's the story? But there's you and there's me That can't be From the album Crime of the Century (1974) Edited by David_D - January 31 2024 at 14:11 |
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Once upon a time I dreamt about becoming a new Karl Marx But the health of mine wasn't that co-operative and I guess, the times weren't that either anyway Edited by David_D - November 05 2023 at 05:27 |
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Even being prose, I find this piece of text quite poetic: "Amon Düül II were dedicated, from inception, to reflecting the changing times. By the mid-1970s, expecting to find them playing Yeti-style psychedelic freakouts was like expecting David Bowie to still be a long-haired hippy performing "The Wild-Eyed Boy From Freecloud"". (Krautrock: Cosmic Rock and Its Legacy. Black Dog Publishing 2009, p. 44) |
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Frets N Worries
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I based a song I wrote around some Salvador Dali paintings, except for the last bit:
And although I’m brighter than many You’re a rhinestone my friend, not a diamond And maybe I’m not your knight in shining armor, I’m just some loser in a tin-foil cap |
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The Wheel of Time Turns, and Ages come and pass. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the shadow.
Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time... |
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Because David asked so nicely! Lyric Aqua Terra Electrique © JD Dinsdale 2010 In churning wakes as light recedes Guiding lights of emerald green And red that seems to bleed Pulled away in strange effect By force of nature, disconnect No warning left to heed Slipped so quickly from my gaze Engulfed and swallowed by the haze Our life became unfurled Across the flats with careful haste We broke to land and then we faced Electric water world
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Poem Paranoia © JD Dinsdale 2010 Paranoia all around me Disarray in front and back Cadillacs and Chevy Blazers Mounting their attack Jagged glass and dirty pin Protruding from the ground Taking steps so lightly That they barely touch the ground Hurried siren from afar A child screams in pain Insanity surrounds us all Some things you can't explain Broken, as a wafer is Then served up to the masses Hold your breath and hold your thoughts Until the feeling passes |
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I think, one of the very strongest ideological, musical statements ever is this song, based on a speech by H.I.M. Haile Selassie I, made in California 28th February 1968: Bob Marley & The Wailers - "War" (excerpt) Until the philosophy which hold one race Superior and another inferior Is finally And permanently Discredited And abandoned Everywhere is war Me say war That until there are no longer First-class and second-class citizens of any nation Until the colour of a man's skin Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes Me say war That until the basic human rights Are equally guaranteed to all Without regard to race Dis a war That until that day The dream of lasting peace World citizenship Rule of international morality Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued But never attained Now everywhere is war War And until that day The African continent Will not know peace We Africans will fight, we find it necessary And we know we shall win As we are confident In the victory Of good over evil (From the album Rastaman Vibration (1976)) Edited by David_D - December 12 2023 at 04:29 |
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Poem Beneath The Surface © JD Dinsdale 2010 Passages and corridors leading from an ancient city Long, cold, damp passages That show no pity Caverns and crags Near to the earthly remains of the past And a stench so foul There’s a chill that runs all through my bones Not a chill of cold But of being alone The passages become time and the corridors are thought A burning desire to continue Yet fear dictates I cannot Having seen what once was done My eyes are tearful at the sight of the sun I alone am one |
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Come young children play with fire Your fathers won’t come home So we light a torch and burn the pyre Now he lives where the angels roam ‘Ere Yesterday I saw a white dove across the empty sky And I knew blood had been spilled The Requiem for the unknown soldier Rings out through his mother’s cries Now your fathers funeral pyre is burning ever brighter We hum along and play a marching tune Now watch the Minstrel play his flute and kettledrum And as he tunes his harp tune ever higher He plays a requiem for the fallen rovers Thousands of men across the song The Friar reads from the book of John As the Minstrel strums his cittern "Northern Fire" By Atmos (Me)
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The Wheel of Time Turns, and Ages come and pass. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the shadow.
Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time... |
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David_D
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Great, friends, and I may have some comments or questions after having a closer look at all these writings of yours.
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Frets N Worries
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I've got 6 albums written, and some songs are better than others, I'll share my favorite bits
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The Wheel of Time Turns, and Ages come and pass. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the shadow.
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Beautiful vocabulary, what is it about?
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