Posts Tagged ‘#poetrypod’

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.

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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.

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I am a step-father, as well as having my own biological units to claim. My father left when I was young. My step daughter had a similar experience, as do millions of children. I tried to sum up those feelings for all of us.

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As a younger person I compared the ideas of being stuck in a loop or spinning in a spiral. We see repeated patterns as we age. Thoughts of giving up are dangerous if you think nothing changes and you aren’t getting anywhere. But we are always moving, and the more we steer ourselves, the more effect it has on where we end up. Each turn of the spiral is another chance.

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Frankly I forgot about this one. I like the chorus. There are some good phrases and concepts here. I understand why it never became a song. Maybe I will get it back out and use some of it for a song in the next decade or so.

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A lyrical mirage in a number of ways. As I get older, my dependence on force of habit to get me thought most actions and projects is starting to show its weakness. Simple routines are no interrupted by a ‘memory misdirect’. I am thinking about picking up my tea cup, but instead I pick up the jar of honey next to it. I started calling these events ‘miss-fires’. They are harmless now, but I imagine it could wind up serious one day.

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From the other side of a break-up, nothing seems to make sense. The first question is, ‘why’, but it is only the beginning no matter what the answer was. One day you are thinking you have this life in the bag, but as soon as they leave you, you won’t have time to fasten your seat belt.

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Just another day bouncing ideas inside the mind of a person with split personality disorder. Progress by committee.

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I stole the main idea from my older brother David. After his 2nd stroke and 3rd seizure, he would often lament on how smart, strong and independent he used to be. He would say he always though he was a man of steel, but he just turned into a bucket of rust. We are all one fall, car accident or stroke away from having our entire lives turned around in a minute. None of us are prepared.

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Do you ever feel like you are creating your own problems and challenges? Like things might actually get better if you just stop trying and got out of the way? Now rush a year’s worth of those experiences into one really BAD day.
Often you won’t have a solution or even a clue. To find your way back, it takes two.

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