all the times she tried
he never understood
even when she trusted lies
and swore she never would
(listen to the wind in trees
and touch the earth below)
temptation crashes to our knees
she told him he must go
cigarettes an endless chain
the T.V.'s set too loud
so take him out on the street again
but he don't fit the crowd
buses splashing through the rain
his coffee long turned cold
sheltering a shattered brain
starts to feel the cold
.............((((of the day))))
he wrote a song to throw away
doesn't sound so good
share her love for another day
finally understood
time can heal the hurt he knows
and let him understand
time will be when hurting goes
in time, in time again
all the times she tried
all the times she tried
even when she trusted lies
all the times
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- Comment from author about the poem: Yesterday i dug out a tatty old file of songs etc i wrote (mostly discarded) in the days when i was an active musician. This one i publish today was written by a much younger me in 1988 - wow, thirty years ago. So much about me and my writing approach has changed since those days but i am going to publish a few of these earlier pieces because i\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'d like to see your reaction.
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88 that was great! I could hear the tune playing away. Look forward to seeing more of yesterday's
Cheers you old bopper..... i bet you were larging it back then.
these words are so reminiscent of some of my own much earlier work.. they are fine words and true....
I am delighted you intend to post more...
I think we may both look back & smile.... N
Interesting isn't it to look back at your early scribblings.... how some things have stayed in your approach. There are many many of course i wouldnt want seen.
Thanks for your appreciation here Neville.
you are more than welcome friend..
Great lyrics made a great poem,... nothing to separate them
Thanks Andrew, yes thats often the way of it.
Love it - more please.
A mixture of more will follow.
A fine write dusk.
Thanks Orchidee
This was a great song...I could almost hear it playing in my head....I do hope you post more......Christina
Thank you, more of various styles will follow.
Reads and sound like a song from the late 80s, I was 18 in 1988 and it was a fabulous year all year round. Your work her is sublime and managing to turn it into song would be a great acheivement, Great work, my freind....!!
Yes you're spot on there. It was actually behind it's time when i wrote and performed it because it was in the 'new romantics' style.
We did perform it but behind behind it's time so to speak it was never popular.
Thank you for your knowledgeable input Kevin. Much appreciated.
Beautiful
Thank you.
Keep them coming DA I’ll be here for them all!
I'll try to keep them varied.
Wonderful lyrics that suited the time and possibly even more so now.
Not many chain smokers around these days though. Thanks Goldfinch.
An echo of musical poetry fills this reader who is glad to have caught its story of understanding why love at times must leave. A fine piece of work D.A.
Thank you Fay. It's an attempt to tell a story from the male viewpoint of not understanding the females need for commitment and romance (the wind in trees etc) though she tried to live it his way unsuccessfully. Actual story of a good friend's experience.
As I said in my earlier work, it's great to visit the past works, and look at it in today's light. Much we may wish to tweak but best left as is for it shows our true self then.
Well writ then and look forward to more
I agree, and i'm surprised at the pieces I'm discovering. Thanks Suresh, more follows.
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