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#101 Blue J

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Posted 16 August 2019 - 02:07 PM

Some long lyrics belong as poetry, just as much as anything else.



Blue Ruin, by Andrew Marlin


One morning, after drinking heavy in the night
Every inch of my poor bones
Seemed to ache and moan in wait
‘Cause all my troubles, come tomorrow, will be gone
And then it’s on to Christmas Day

If Jesus had been born
Just eleven days before
Would the world have stopped to see
At least those on the street
Headed for Newtown

And of all those on their way
Would the miracle have made one lay his guns down

“That trigger stole his mind, how am I to blame?”
I bet you never even aimed at one
There’s too many people killing people
To put an end to evil
What can be done?

Well for now who’d like to tell me
On that morning when twenty-seven fell
How any lesson in counting
Could ever, ever amount to watching them fall
And why, worst of all,
Come Christmas morning
They’ll still be gone

One morning, after drinking heavy in the night
I stopped to take a look
At the crook who stole this holiday

Well this Christmas,
My only wish is
We put these guns away

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Posted 16 August 2019 - 05:08 PM

View PostBlue J, on 16 August 2019 - 02:07 PM, said:

Some long lyrics belong as poetry, just as much as anything else.



Blue Ruin, by Andrew Marlin


One morning, after drinking heavy in the night
Every inch of my poor bones
Seemed to ache and moan in wait
‘Cause all my troubles, come tomorrow, will be gone
And then it’s on to Christmas Day

If Jesus had been born
Just eleven days before
Would the world have stopped to see
At least those on the street
Headed for Newtown

And of all those on their way
Would the miracle have made one lay his guns down

“That trigger stole his mind, how am I to blame?”
I bet you never even aimed at one
There’s too many people killing people
To put an end to evil
What can be done?

Well for now who’d like to tell me
On that morning when twenty-seven fell
How any lesson in counting
Could ever, ever amount to watching them fall
And why, worst of all,
Come Christmas morning
They’ll still be gone

One morning, after drinking heavy in the night
I stopped to take a look
At the crook who stole this holiday

Well this Christmas,
My only wish is
We put these guns away

God is a bullet. Have mercy on us, everyone.



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Posted 03 September 2019 - 01:13 AM

"Old Dust"

I see a falling
Soft and sure as rain
In cold attic light, it glows
And slows before my gaze
I find it’s no use
Clawing its descent
To reach out feeling dead air
But see the streaming haze
I’m caught in Twister
Work splayed on the floor
And tears refuse my drying eyes
Old dust burying proud days
I see it falling
Heavy now it rests
Stubborn across my trembling hands
Voided of their hope to raise




"Petalpath"

“Shall I send back down that path
You whom I call friend?”


Alas this wretched trail
Could I but sprout wings
Be rid of snares hidden
By centuries of dead leaves
But she sends me by foot
That I shan’t disappear
Rather I stumble on roseroots
And block up my tears

Edited by Entre_Perpetuo, 03 September 2019 - 01:14 AM.


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Posted 03 September 2019 - 01:16 AM

"Stop A Whalefall"

If I hold out my hands
Will you drag me in?
Will you keep me afloat
Cuz I ain’t learned to swim?
Will you teach me a stroke?
Even if I’m scared
Cuz tonight all I want is
To learn what’s out there.

How can you stop a whalefall?

I’ve had my heart broken
By barely a word
And I’ve tripped, slipped, and stumbled
On rumors I’ve heard
Yes sinking is peaceful
Just like falling asleep
But the sun, wind, and tides are
Calling me to my feet

How can you stop a whalefall?

If I could learn only
One more thing in life
No I wouldn’t end any
secrets or strife
I just want somebody
To teach me to swim
So I can go surfing
And feel free again

How can you stop...

Edited by Entre_Perpetuo, 03 September 2019 - 01:16 AM.


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Posted 12 January 2020 - 03:26 PM

Wheelspin

O heavy dream, glint of steel on my head
All it would take is one lapse of strength,
You would be my death
   O heavy heart, motor-fire in my chest
Dying reminds, I jump-start my mind
Drive or be driven to rest


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Posted 30 January 2020 - 06:08 AM

This thread doesn’t get a whole lot of traffic, but I was scanning through it from the start, and found something I had posted that had some typos in it (and, you know, we certainly can’t have that! Lol)...so I thought I would repost, with the corrections made.





Employing the mantra of
"So near, yet so far",
I promised myself that I would
do us the courtesy
of not remembering
And I hate to say it, but...I've failed

As the days became weeks, months, a year
Five years
Ten years, and then fifteen

And I know that you may be
somewhere north of remembering
any of this at all
But I have to confess,
the only thing that I remember
is all of it

With one eye through a lens colored rose,
the other through the rather undignified lens of hindsight
I am led to recall that
in all of the love and magic that we made,
I could have done so much more
than I did

I remember coming and sitting across from you
when you were alone
I remember the first time I opened my car door
for you, to get inside
I remember your smile, your hands,
your tiny little elfin boots
I remember your whole body
completely enveloped by the right half of mine
lying on your bed together
on a snowy afternoon in February

What was it about your hair
that it never needed a brush,
but only a few free fingers?
And what was it about your charm
that you didn't need to speak
so much as a single word to me?

I also remember that look in your eyes, so long ago
That said, desperately
"Don't do this, not now, don't leave me here"
And I wondered just then,
and so many times since
whether the right choice
could ever be attained

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Posted 30 January 2020 - 06:36 AM

This is one of the few music poems I’ve ever written (one of two, I think, and I lost the other one, hahaha...but anyway, I do like this one). I wrote it about 25 years ago.


Jazz drummers are the most oblivious,
Just the coolest, on the whole planet
They never, EVER look you in the eyes
I swear, sounds this cool never came out of
three white kids in Guess Jeans and Hush Puppies before

You and I both know the tone on the sax
is nothing like Coltrane
But if I close my eyes,
it might as well be ‘Trane, Charles Mingus on the bass,
And Dannie Richmond on the skins- the Gretsch kit
reminds me of Charlie Watts,
and how he might like to be here right now,
gettin’ it on with everyone and everything in the room

I fear that my pen
isn’t even classy enough to write about this cool shit

The man behind the sax is callin’ out- to Jesus,
or to his mother,
or to the girl who just left him,
or maybe just to his instrument
in between toots on the alto reed

Earnest as a hymnal
As structured as ceremony
As heartfelt as Chicago blues on a Saturday morning
in the summer of 1958
Tight as Calvin Klein when I was seven,
Watching Brooke Shields on TV
and thinkin’ the same thing I’m thinkin’ right now-
Be still my heart, I am in love
with the way you make me feel

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Posted 05 February 2020 - 02:00 AM

A Farewell To Things

There is laughter in the darkness if you listen close enough
There is still sunshine hidden behind the stock exchange
There is empathy kept secret in the poker face of power
There is wisdom in the mind of the least considered fool

Every day I wake to a sense of disproportion
Stuttering heart at the mountain’s base
The night brings either sleep or sound disillusion
Spinning coin falling slow enough to chase
You’ve got to let it land

It’s not the silver lining
Too thin to make out
It’s not the deepest instinct
Or what life's all about
When you get that feeling
Or just get overwhelmed
Step out of the picture
And laugh beside yourself

There is lightning only waiting in the purest, whitest cloud
There is fire hazard drawn into the plans of the devout
There is venom served with smiles at the table of plenty
There are woeful greeds and vanities fighting through the saintly

Every day I put up with my own humanity
Stuttering speech and falls from grace
Some days break my heart, or burn my sanity
Light and wind flowing never slow enough to chase
You’ve got to let it fly

It’s not the silver lining
Too thin to make out
It’s not the deepest instinct
Or what life’s all about
I still get that feeling
I still get overwhelmed
I’ll step out of the picture
And laugh beside myself

Some people choose to lash out
What’s the worst that it could do?
Others turn the whip inside
They scar what’s already bruised
I tell you it’s not fight or flight
They can’t make you give up
If you can turn the other cheek
Can you turn that hate to love?

It’s not the silver lining
Too thin to make out
It’s not the deepest instinct
Or what life’s all about
When you get that feeling
Or just get overwhelmed
Step out of the picture
And laugh beside yourself

I still get that feeling
I still get overwhelmed
Can I step out now?
Can I laugh at myself?
Can’t I laugh at myself?
Can’t we laugh?



me reading the poem: https://soundcloud.c...ewell-to-things

Edited by Entre_Perpetuo, 05 February 2020 - 02:20 AM.


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Posted 09 March 2020 - 12:31 AM

Lopsided People

It’s no use hoping you’re symmetric

Place your hand over your face

And feel that every bone's in place

Laugh upon your grace

Too little, too late for perfection

Sharpen the point for each new line

Drag the lead so clean and fine

Weight builds and breaks


Lopsided people look in funhouse mirrors

See a little more there, a little less here

Parting every hair one by one

But how even the odds, they're perfectly odd

Lopsided people can’t play by ear

And if they can, they’re just what they hear

Much ado about judging, no verdict appears

And the jury is out, the fair is in town


Lopsided people

Thin skinned people

Colorful people

Colorblind people


It’s no fun praying you’re concentric

Your conscience is constipated

Gymnastics class was wasted

You’ve natural balance

Long diatribes you will find electric

Tight hook to thesis statement

Poetic paragraphs and pages

In summ, you're entranced


Lopsided people never take one step

At the gas pump they’re a nervous wreck

Paying extra cents for one hundred percent

Cuz it’s the number nine that ate seven

Lopsided people are just so obtuse

No faith in the Trinity for it’s too acute

Shall we send them to Rome with it’s triangle room

The old chapel of the Sapienza?


Lopsided people

Hard hatted people

Funhouse mirror people

Lowly meer people


I was walking to the beat of my favorite drummer

My left foot on one and beat two on the other

But much to my dismay I came to a puddle

I guess we’re all a bit odd, in a lopsided tunnel


Lopsided people

Political people

Lottery people

Maladjusted people

Lopsided people

Incredible people

Professional people

Spiritual people

Lopsided people

Disabled people

Athletic people

Malnourished people

Lopsided people

Doctors of people

Plasticky people

Small sticky people

….





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