Not a Poem

 

Today in music.

I accidentally found two songs that go together in a very special way.
White Flag by Dido and Lost by Linkin Park.
You can interpret them as the two sides to one tragic relationship.

Dido sings ;

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
Or tell you that
But if I didn't say it, well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

I know I left too much mess and destruction
To come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense

But I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

From this person's point of view
The feeling is one of regret and hopeless determination. There is no fixing the relationship, no going back. The person has mostly accepted that it is over, as far as their former lover is concerned. “If you live by the rules of "it's over", I understand you can't talk to me again.”
But for them, they will go down with the ship. It is tragic in the way a person who has lost love but never abandoned it, must try to move on. I know you dont love me any more, but I sill love you.


Meanwhile
Linkin Park is singing;

Just a scar somewhere down inside of me
Something I can not repair
Even though it will always be
I pretend it isn't there (this is how I feel)
I'm trapped in yesterday (just a memory)
Where the pain is all I know (this is all I know)

But I'm tired, I will always be afraid
Of the damage I've received
Broken promises they made
And how blindly I believed (this is all I know)

And I'll never break away (can't break free)
'Cause when I'm alone
I'm lost in these memories
Living behind my own illusion
Lost all my dignity
Living inside my own confusion

From the other person's point of view.
They have not successfully moved on from the relationship, but the feeling here is very different. They are the injured party, having believed in love and promises, they were deeply hurt by the "mess and destruction" the other person caused. “They get lost in memories, but they are living in pain and confusion.” They needed the relationship to end for their own protection, but the end did not bring peace of mind. They may be right to hate their former lover, but they dont hate enough to be happy that the relationship is all over.

It is just a theory about two songs that have no connection that I know of.
But it is a powerful expression of my own past.

Wishfull Thinking

 

Getting Started.     January 2023.

Its the new year, but whats really new?

Are you not, still the same old you?

Is the world reset to a fresh star?

Or is it on fire and falling apart?

The idea that things are divorced from their history,

is wishful thinking not some kind of mystery.

The future can be whatever we make it.

But we have to act, to reach out and take it. 

 

 

Ready to Go.

 

Poem for a stormy night

We are ready, we are set,

as prepared as we can get.

To face snow fall,

and wind's cold call.

Through winter's wild weather we will go.

Across the town and down the road,

to our friend's humble abode.

As snow piles high,

you might ask; why?

Through winter's wild weather we go.

The answer is not to bring season's cheer,

its not even about snacks and beer.

The truth is, its game night,

and we are itching for a fight.

So wild or tame, we go just the same,

through winter's wild weather. 

 

 

October Happy Song

Halloween 2022

Its a fantastic time of fun and fear,

when werewolves grin from ear to ear.

The days are grey, the nights are grim,

that axman just wants to give you a trim.

Now gather up your finest clothes, all blood stained and ragged.

Then put on your foulest smile, with fangs all sharp and jagged.

Try not to lose your head, in this game of life.

Remember what you want mostly brings strife.

Let the demons out of your mind,

then maybe peace you will find.

Now put on your frightful disguise, and learn to look with borrowed eyes.

Gather up your most surprised look, at the unexpected path your life took.

Its time to get outside, away from your screens.

Its time to face reality, alone with your screams.

When you try to dance at the skeleton ball,

the real you will be seen by one and all.

So dont be the thing you hate most,

find courage and kindness in your own ghost.

Its ok to have fun and to feel fear,

just dont feed your werewolf too much beer.

Halloween 2022 v2

Its a fantastic time, for fun and fear,

when werewolves grin, from ear to ear.

The days are grey, the nights are grim,

that axman just, wants to give you a trim.

Now gather up your finest clothes, all blood stained and ragged.

Put on your most ferocious smile, with fangs all sharp and jagged.

Don't lose your head. In this game of life.

What you want most, will mostly bring strife.

Let the toxic demons, out of your mind,

then perhaps peace of mind, you may find.

Gather up your ferocious clothes, all blood stained and ragged.

Put on your finest smile, with teeth all sharp and jagged.

Its time to get outside, away from your screens.

Its time for reality, with all of your screams.

When you try to dance, at the skeleton ball,

the real you's revelled, to one and all.

So don't be the thing, that you hate most,

find courage within of your own ghost.

 

My Dragon Darling - late 2022 edit.

 

Relationship Issues.  July 09, 2021.

She loves to tango, every time it rains.

Likes hot banana peppers, when she eats brains.

You know I love her, from head to tail.

You know she loves me, broke me out of jail.

She's my dragon darling, princess of the undead.

So sexy and so evil, cant get her out of my head.

No, seriously, help me, she has mind control powers.

That's why I stair at her, transfixed for hours and hours.

She's my dragon darling, but sometimes its so hard.

Like when she breaths fire into the neighbour's yard.

She's my dragon darling, princess of the undead.

So sexy and so evil, cant get her out of my head.

Now some folks hope, that she will, simply fly away.

Others are betting, she will devour me some day.

But I still love her, love her from head to tail.

And I believe she loves me, loves me without fail.

Because she's my dragon darling, princess of the undead.

So sexy and evil. Just cant get her out of my head. 

 

Wake up to a blank screen.

Roger is down with the sickness
July 08, 2022

Depending on our electric god, his bloodstream moves the money.

We are all paralyzed without him, this really isn't funny.

Society built brick by brick, until the digital age.

Now without the internet, we are left with impotent rage.

Confused eyes in every face, wondering what went wrong.

Our electric lord has stopped responding, beep on with the song.

Over reliance on technology,

Its no good for you, its no good for me.

Everything built on silicon and wires.

Everyone believing the smooth lairs.

Global friendship is just fine, but we should be self sustaining.

Producing essentials locally, not just resource draining.

 

Abandoned Places to see.

 

The Hillside House.         May 22, 2022

There is a house, just off the bay,

its my favourite place to get away.

Down the road, along the coast,

to the place, I love the most.

The house on the hill stood forgotten and cold.

Windows empty woodwork rotting and old.

Voices long silent, footfalls unfelt.

Cookies in the kitchen, long time unsmelt.

Drips from the ceiling, left colourful stains.

And gone from the windows, all the glass pains.

Once happy and warm, a wonderful place.

Now empty and neglected, a sad disgrace.