Babble On
As she babbles on, she writes a song
about how her lover said, “So long.”
It’s a broken-hearted melody
filled with tears and melancholy.
She wrote a sad song that cries the blues
for it’s her dulcet nature to lose.
She’s like a Shakespearean fool
who breaks none of the rules.
Everybody’s walking past her.
She’ll soon be out to pasture
with nothing to gain but the weight
of a heart that falls when it’s too late.
Her lover’s gone. She writes a song.
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MendedFences27 (
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Comments3
Fantastic work.
Superb words Phil.
Andy
these splendid words of Phil's are responsible for invoking several different images in my mind simultaneously .. and that aint easy at the best of times .. Firstly Mr. L.N. Cohen's beautiful love song So Long Marianne wakes me up gently .. and I subsequently imagine Marianne writing him a letter, maybe coded or cryptically within a song or poem in return .. Phil's words also take me back to when I was a homeless student and a woman called Nancy took me off the street and let me sleep on her sofa .. Nancy was a good time girl, well past her sell by date and died a week after one of her punters beat up on her .. I remember Nancy both fondly and well and have written about her several times to date .. and if I continue to write, I may do so again .. Anyway, I waffle on too much, I'm gonna round off by saying a BIG thank you to both Phil and to Nancy ... Neville
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