THE SEABEDDED HEARTS
AND SOULS
Like the ship, Titanic,
which sank from view,
in an earlier story
the Titan sank, too.
There've been lovers sailed -
and sailed apart -
both sure been left
with a rock-bottom heart.
Friday, May 24, 2019
Wednesday, May 22, 2019
for MIDDLESBROUGH MAGIC SHIP 288 (B)
THE-HOLLYWOOD-HEROES-AND-
STARRY-OTHERS-IN-SALTBURN-BY-THE-SEA
The famed, they filed
down Stardust Alley,
towards Glenside
and Saltburn Valley.
Though Stardust Alley
was not Stardust then,
just a rear cut
to Saltburn's glen.
A cobblestoned lane
joins a dirt track
from Glenside's front
to Albion Terrace's back.
The famed, they filed
down Stardust Alley,
towards Glenside
and Saltburn valley.
(This verse is better explained in 6 or 7
info sheets posted on this blog, I already having met with Tom
Fletcher, Pete Doherty and Paul McCartney)
SOARING AND SINKING
I see, girl, in your eyes
the blue of the sea and of the skies.
I'm off the ground, I'm off the land,
flying-but-drowning, understand.
CONTROL FREAKS
There is always someone
who loves to control
the bodies around them,
steal their very soul.
There is always someone
who'd rise to the top,
control the country and
give democracy the chop.
A FAT-CAT WOMAN
UP A TREE
The weekly sum
she spends on her cats,
many families live
on far less than that.
Her weekly pay
as a stuck-up MP
makes her a pussycat
near the top of the tree.
"BEAUTIFUL BUT GOODBYE"
Beautiful as is a butterfly,
yet with the sting of a bee.
To her I'd to say goodbye,
she sure wasn't the girl for me
with only her surface beauty.
STARRY-OTHERS-IN-SALTBURN-BY-THE-SEA
The famed, they filed
down Stardust Alley,
towards Glenside
and Saltburn Valley.
Though Stardust Alley
was not Stardust then,
just a rear cut
to Saltburn's glen.
A cobblestoned lane
joins a dirt track
from Glenside's front
to Albion Terrace's back.
The famed, they filed
down Stardust Alley,
towards Glenside
and Saltburn valley.
(This verse is better explained in 6 or 7
info sheets posted on this blog, I already having met with Tom
Fletcher, Pete Doherty and Paul McCartney)
SOARING AND SINKING
I see, girl, in your eyes
the blue of the sea and of the skies.
I'm off the ground, I'm off the land,
flying-but-drowning, understand.
CONTROL FREAKS
There is always someone
who loves to control
the bodies around them,
steal their very soul.
There is always someone
who'd rise to the top,
control the country and
give democracy the chop.
A FAT-CAT WOMAN
UP A TREE
The weekly sum
she spends on her cats,
many families live
on far less than that.
Her weekly pay
as a stuck-up MP
makes her a pussycat
near the top of the tree.
"BEAUTIFUL BUT GOODBYE"
Beautiful as is a butterfly,
yet with the sting of a bee.
To her I'd to say goodbye,
she sure wasn't the girl for me
with only her surface beauty.
for MIDDLESBROUGH MAGIC SHIP 288 (A)
HER LONGING LONESOME HEART
In London, it's Liverpool Street Station
for the girl's up North destination.
At the platform the train's just stood.
Sergeant Pepper's music plays in her head.
She hears his Lonely Heat's Club Band.
Another town seems like another land.
Love has gone away, city romance ends.
She heads for home and helpful friends.
Alone in the crowds, even with London lights,
it's back to a small town's starry nights.
APOLLO ATTENDED BY THE MUSES ?
I'm a-Mused, I'm be-Mused,
to the highest degrees
as to low-down politicians,
and to which I make no Apollo-gies !
NO MORE A MAGICAL AMOUR
There is not the magic
for her anymore
since her word-wizard
walked out the door.
Gone has the guy
who spoke into her eyes
while he caressed
so softly her thighs.
Gone now has the guy
who made her spirit rise.
Gone the girl's man
and his amour.
A LIFE-TIME'S FLOWER
were we really dying
from the time we are born,
we'd not grow to kiss life's rose
nor feel its cruel thorn.
A MORN MARE RIDE
The girl is out riding
this early morn
upon a white horse
she calls a unicorn.
A sea-breeze her gold-hair
is to blow
as she chases after
a fading rainbow.
Chase that dream,
go chase that dream,
upon a horse
white as icecream.
Chase that rainbow
across the sand
till you find yourself
in fairyland.
Chase that rainbow
but, girl, be aware
that fairyland, too,
has its nightmares.
In London, it's Liverpool Street Station
for the girl's up North destination.
At the platform the train's just stood.
Sergeant Pepper's music plays in her head.
She hears his Lonely Heat's Club Band.
Another town seems like another land.
Love has gone away, city romance ends.
She heads for home and helpful friends.
Alone in the crowds, even with London lights,
it's back to a small town's starry nights.
APOLLO ATTENDED BY THE MUSES ?
I'm a-Mused, I'm be-Mused,
to the highest degrees
as to low-down politicians,
and to which I make no Apollo-gies !
NO MORE A MAGICAL AMOUR
There is not the magic
for her anymore
since her word-wizard
walked out the door.
Gone has the guy
who spoke into her eyes
while he caressed
so softly her thighs.
Gone now has the guy
who made her spirit rise.
Gone the girl's man
and his amour.
A LIFE-TIME'S FLOWER
were we really dying
from the time we are born,
we'd not grow to kiss life's rose
nor feel its cruel thorn.
A MORN MARE RIDE
The girl is out riding
this early morn
upon a white horse
she calls a unicorn.
A sea-breeze her gold-hair
is to blow
as she chases after
a fading rainbow.
Chase that dream,
go chase that dream,
upon a horse
white as icecream.
Chase that rainbow
across the sand
till you find yourself
in fairyland.
Chase that rainbow
but, girl, be aware
that fairyland, too,
has its nightmares.
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