in my reverie I draw
a silhouette upon a shore
a hundred years from now
or maybe even more
and wonder what thoughts
dwell in him
are the feelings that he
holds within
akin to mine
and the peace of mind
i’m longing for?
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Notes for a little love song
winter turned
yet still the snow remains
waiting to be washed away
by the scattered April rains
and in my seasons
I can only think of you
and how your kiss
inspires me to everything I do
Luv Pome (unfinished)
I want to be that certain quirk
you aren’t afraid of showing
that naughty little secret
you don’t mind people knowing
the head shaking embarrassment
which makes you blush bright red
the silly rather risque joke
you can’t believe you said.
Another possible Chanson poem which requires translating into French before being sung by a Charles Aznavour tribute act.
Oh we were the bright young things
back when the world began
each oyster promised precious pearls
into the sun we ran
fresh faced in our certainty
of eternal summer’s days
before the autumn winds began
and we went our seperate ways.
My Land is Yesterday (start of a simple little song idea)
You can never go home again
or so the wise men say
this world keeps moving on
and my land is Yesterday
I shipped over the oceans
into a bright new day
tomorrow knows no borders
and my land is yesterday
Imagined Song Idea for someone like Neil Diamond possibly
today came in a crying from the rain
the night before hung heavy in her eyes
a shot of sunshine helped to ease the pain
of tomorrow’s fears and all of yesterday’s lies
Cat’s Chorus, a nonsense song for felines written whilst listening to Bob Dylan.
let us sing of fancy fish
which dance around our dreams
and hold our thrall for hours
or so it always seems
oh let us sing of dining mice
feasting fat on cheese
riding round in horsedrawn traps
to save their creaky knees
and let us sing of big fat cows
a filled with milky cream
chewing cuddy bubble gum
upon the village green
then let us end our song like this
before the sun’s away
and curl up in a bundle
to sleep away the day.
Short Bluesy Country Song for Dino
I tried to build a snowman in the rain
but the sun came out
its rays to flout
I guess I’ll just have to start
all over again.
once upon a time in the west
a cowboy’s life
is full of blame
for all that happened
on the plains
as the sun went down
upon the range
captured on bloody
celluloid frames
when the credits rolled
all that was left…
is the pain
Verse from an Imaginary Song About Trains And Jails for Don & Phil
The cell walls are closing upon me
with the weight of the mistakes I made
I took all the conductor’s tomorrows
and the fare I owe now must be paid
in a few short hours they’ll come for me
and in the mornin’
the prison’s my grave
