IN TIME YOU WILL FIND ME
Started off with some George Carlin-like fun ended with words within words.
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ADAEDA
In my thus far pathetic efforts to learn to play guitar, I came across a series of guitar chords, A, D, A, E, D and A, that form a basic blues guitar riff.
To me, it sounded like a woman's name, Adaeda, and naturally, as it was inspired by a riff, she has the blues.
FORTUITOUS FOR TWO OF US
Inspired by just another play on words...similar to "...'til ravens wane." and "'...til rAveNswAn," "Forlorn for Lauren" or "Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...Fill'd with death, ya pens'll hang ya."
I like finding words you can almost lay over each other and in a twisted and muffled way, they sound the same.
PLEASE SHOW ME YOUR WINGS
Two thought threads were sewn together to come up with this one. First, the concept of someone being "saved" by another, thus assuming the other to be an angel, then longing for proof.
The second thread, the cable downing Hell's elevator, manned by none other than Dante Alighieri.
Birden the albatross carries peoples' problems in a sack on his back. The load is heavy and he needs some help.
He tries to enlist help from many other birds he encounters, including a carrier pigeon and a carrion crow, but none will help him carry.
Finally, he receives a message from a man who wants his problem back. The man realized he needs to take responsibility for it, consequently lightening Birden's load.
(Akin to an Aesop's Fable)
YANG'S NOT SO DARK BUT SCARY STORY
Sequel to Yin's Dark and Scary Story
Yang, a baby polar bear, is afraid of the light because she cannot see herself.
Hear how she too is saved from her daydream nightmare by a white maned knight mare as told by the now familiar black and white hare who also happened to witness it there.
Yin, a baby black bear, is afraid of the dark because he cannot see himself.
Hear how he is saved from his nightmare by a black maned knight mare as told by the black and white hare who witnessed it there…
I’ve got no fight in me left
My song began with a “Trouble” Clef
But now it ends here with this rope…
Here with this rope around my neck
Not even a rope can save me
The story of my life
Is old noose now
No, not even a rope can save me
Unless…
Auntie Fay
What in the world are you burning
Auntie Fay
Your action’s beyond disconcerting
To start your fire
Said you had gotten free wood
Not the wood for free
As assumed understood
Not the wood for free
But in fact, it’s free wood
From the Liberty Tree
And you’re up to no good
Wake up sleeping bear
Wake up
Under masks that they wear
But they are the virus
Trying to divide
The U.S. from all of us
Wake up sleeping bear
Wake up
Like telling the leaves
To hold on to Fall
To spare them from
The fire and rake
Why bother telling them at all
Compelled to take their leap of faith
I’m just waiting
For the lightning to strike
Hear the clap of thunder
And I just might
Ride my horse into the rain
Like a banshee, scream
I’d call out your name
But you would not hear
Think I know
No, I know
I fear
You had waited
For the lightning to strike
Heard the clap of thunder
Rode your horse into the rain
You rode away
You made your way
Far, far away
So you could not hear me call your name
…When all that’s right
Turned upside-down
A smile upright
Becomes a frown
Don’t like it great?
Vote for the clown
But you’ll have to remind him
Why he’s around
Don’t ask him why
He can’t explain
Why insanity reigns…
Why freedom’s in chains
Tonight I saw
Freedom in chains…
Open your umbrellas
On your tables
And in your drinks
Don’t dry dock your boats
Because only a boat
In water sinks
That’s not the way to think
The time to die
Is at the end of life
Don’t die before you’re dead
Go out now
And live your life
In a world outside your head
Live your life
Don’t waste your time
Until I’m dead
I’m living mine
The good
The bad
That living brings
Much better than
A life that’s full of nothings
Your love
Your love’s a surface
Time can’t deface
Your love’s so big
Fills outer space
Your love’s a love
Time can’t replace
When you’re gone
It’s the blues
Takes the world
To fill your shoes
A world of colors
Such beautiful hues
But you’re back in my world
And that’s wonderful news
Dance on shadow queen
Dance on
Dance on my shadow queen
Dance on
…But when my novel, she comes out
You can buy it with a Visa
So it’s not my Mona Lisa
No, it’s not my Mona Lisa
But it’s fine
‘Cause it’s mine
All that work
And all that time
Completed work
Came from my mind
Now put to paper
That’s how I made her…
A spider web
Torn by the wind
A fence to make
It’s story’s end…
Brilliance
Resulting in Renaissance
To think in safety
Progress’s response
Above your head
Wear a cap with a sconce
Trimmed with gutters and downspouts
To safely dispatch
The hot wax
Which prior
Only your head there to catch
The making of the image…