I am chronologically challenged. I often remember events but not in the proper time sequence. Memories are tricky things. Especially when memories are all you have left.
For me, some memories exist beyond time.
They are.
They remain.
Some people are like that, no matter how often or rarely do we meet.
There are some interesting concepts here and some very fluid lines in this piece, but I really don’t know what the message is. I mean I have the usual references to social injustice, the system, the powerful and all, but not sure where it was headed. I must have worked hard on the rhyming scheme though!
It was clear early in grade school that I was not like the other boys in a lot of ways. My parents were smart, and they didn’t treat us like babies. We learned fast. The metoo movement was founded in 2006, but did not make it to the national scene until 2017. I guess this was a supportive song before I knew the movement existed. In some ways, most guys were ‘an easy act to follow’. But in reality, too many women think ALL men are like that. Sometimes they just find out too late. So they are always suspicious. Always trying to catch you in a lie. Trying to separate you from others that might be considered ‘a threat’ or temptation. You end up defending yourself for nothing all the time, because in their eyes, all guys are guilty – eventually.
Just a comedic look at the life of a man who gets told ‘NO’ too often. Growing up spoiled doesn’t help much. The poem and posted song ends with a catchy phrase and a unique look at our possessions and personal contact.
This poem is a strange look at a relationship where everything fits. For those relationships where you don’t have to have anything special planned. You don’t need movies or fancy dinners. So there is a long list that grows of things you enjoy doing together. But the top of the list is doing any of them or none at all…….. with you.
Another real-life drama turned into poetry and a blues ballad. I usually see the humor and satire in a situation, if any exists. I can understand someone wanting to leave me, but it is a LOT easier to understand why they would want to take my stereo! Time to realize the mistake and cut my losses as soon as possible.
I really like the opening verse on this one. I love stuffing rapid-fire-sound-bites with a rhythmic feel inside a clever rhyme. The rest is an over-simplified summary of what life must be like for a rich, spoiled kid. You are always dripping with the attitude that you EARNED the beauty that has paid for your lifestyle.
Me pouting again about the music industry of late. The first verse refers to tinnitus. Another aspect of life as a musician. There are skills and crafts needed to write great songs. Today – most just push a button.
This looks like a challenge in rhyme schemes! Short descriptions and observations from day to day. A good look at where I used to be. It is the silence that destroys. This might become a song this year. I like a number of the topics and the meter helps keep the lyrics moving smoothly.
This was a collaboration project. A fellow musician wanted lyrics for a slow piano ballad piece he was working on. So I wrote a love story from a mid-life perspective. Simple themes: Heart, wife, children and home. I don’t want to go to sleep if you will not be there when I wake.