sweet petals on trees
lit up by the mild breath of the sun
it’s reaching for summer
thinking cherry ~
without any stone
awakening in winter’s lullaby
sparkling bright on the blue
Gill McGrath© out there today. January 30. [slow down!]
so Vibrant
The castle on the hill
Stands like a fortress now
High sloping roof
Still
Ready
For the snow
The howling winds
The silence~
Surrounded by hard paths
All swept
Clean of summer
Now nothing moves
Step altered
Grass paths
Worn anew leaf specked
Lead silent
Towards the empty space
Where a new sown meadow waits uncut
Full of clover clumps
Buttercup and daisy roots
Where seed of poppy on new earth
Traces the shape
Of the old shed
Stripped
Dismantled
Packed
Now gone
Green box
Clipped like soldiers
Stand motionless in wind
Sentries snipped
In control~
While rain lashes
The silly sprawling fig
Still shooting buds
In the hope of finding Spring again
The beech hedge
By the door
Reduced recently
By a noisy chain
Stands silent too~
Leaves tight in hold
Still there
Guarding
The view
~Turn~
See the starry hedge
By the creaking fence
Unclipped
Dishevelled
Still breathing
Wind whipped
Holding onto
Summer’s song
While leaves astir
In gentle hold
Hide a secret~
In her leafy hollow
Underneath her gentle boughs~
Where they can see
The mists the moon
Play hide and seek ~
Her secret womb
The nesting place
Abandoned now
By flying things
And summer’s stars ~
It’s where you’ll hear her
When she weeps
In autumn rain
~Still spangling from last summer’s sun
Waiting
Still waiting
Still
Gill McGrath© ~ November 9~ written October 5
Strange is the mist
That has no face
That is
That was
That cannot be
Forever
That settles its breath
For miles
And cannot see
Where it was
Is going to be
Clinging to the mask
That will
Must
Break
Then rest in peace
Some other place
~ Gill McGrath © July 16 [photo taken 4.23 am July 6]
My little ode to the early morning mists which roll around over the river at the bottom of the hill carrying on upwards ~ defining the layers and dips beyond the ridge in turn revealing and masking the horizon~ only to disappear into the warmth of the rising sun.
Where have you been? (long time no see)
Over the hills and I’m back he said (looking through the window)
And it seems to me
Everything’s still in place….
The lines
The trees on the horizon
Gone
Swept up in the rain
Like mist
And birds
Like me
Still sit….
OK! Say Cheese again!
Gill McGrath © July 13 rain
Damian Rice ~ poet & musician sings ‘The Greatest Bastard’
but is he? other apologies
I made you laugh, I made you cry
I made you open up your eyes
Didn’t I?
I helped you open out your wings,
your legs, and many other things
Didn’t I?
Am I the greatest bastard that you know?
The only one who let you go?
The one you hurt so much you cannot bear?
Well we were good, when we were good
When we were not misunderstood
You helped me love, you helped me live
You helped me learn how to forgive
Didn’t you?
I wish that I could say the same
But when you left, you left the blame
Didn’t you?
Am I the greatest bastard that you met?
The only one you can’t forget?
Am I the one your truth’s been waiting for?
Or am I just dreaming once again?
Some dreams are better when they end
Some make it, mistake it
Some force and some will fake it
I never meant to let you down
Some fret it, forget it
Some ruin and some regret it
I never meant to let you down
We learn to wag and tuck our tails
We learn to win and then to fail
Didn’t we?
We learn that lovers love to sing
And that losers love to cling
Didn’t we?
Am I the greatest bastard that you know?
When will we learn to let this go?
We fought so much, we’ve broken all the charm
But letting go is not the same
As pushing someone else away
So please don’t let on
You don’t know me
Please don’t let on
I’m not here
Please don’t let on
You don’t love me
‘Cause I know you do
I know
That some make it, mistake it
Some force and some will fake it
I never meant to let you down
Some fret it, forget it
Some ruin and some regret it
I never meant to let you down
I never meant to let you
I never meant to let you down
I never meant
Compare Damien to the song ‘Always on my Mind’ [Press link] sung by Willie Nelson, Elvis Presley and Brenda Lee!
performed by Regina Spektor on her piano
( more of Regina Spektor to be found on link at bottom of this page in an article ‘one piano one voice’)
Here is her beautiful voice and unique version
of the old lullaby mocking bird
talking medical plans
pregnancy tests and
…Marilyn Monroe
to help baby
sleep
the words…..
Hush, little baby, don’t say a word
Papa’s gonna buy you a mockingbird
And if that mockingbird don’t mock real well, then
Papa’s gonna buy you a freedom bell
Oh, and if that freedom bell don’t ring
Papa’s gonna buy you a cubic zirconia ring
Oh, and if that cubic zirconia ring don’t shine
You’re gonna give your papa a real hard time
Now ain’t you?
Ain’t you, baby, ain’t you?
And if that real hard time don’t pass
Papa’s gonna get wrinkles all upon his face
And then he’ll blend in with all the other papas then
Screw the whole mockingbird situation,
We can’t even afford a medical plan
Now, can we?
Oh baby, now can we?
This song won’t do, let’s start this over…
Let’s start this over
Hush, little baby, here comes the sandman
Papa’s gonna buy you a medical plan
Oh, and if that medical plan don’t cover your ass
Papa’s gonna buy you a pregnancy test
Oh, and if that pregnancy test comes out positive
Well then, girl, I don’t know how the hell we’re gonna live
Maybe on your bright ideas
Maybe on cigarette butts
Maybe on bubblegum wrappers
Maybe on penalty shots
Hush, little baby, don’t you cry
You know to you, your papa would never ever lie
Oh, hush while I sing to you this crude little lullaby
And I’ll get you all that shit one day by and by
But in the meanwhile
Well in the mean, mean… meanwhile
Hush, little baby, don’t say a word
Papa’s gonna buy you a mockingbird
Oh, and if that mockingbird don’t sing
Papa’s gonna buy you a diamond ring
A real diamond, no cubic nothing
Like in the movies with that…
What’s her name… Monroe… Marilyn…
A real diamond, a real diamond…
Hush, hush…
Hush…
Songwriter
Regina Spektor
Published by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Link:
“Country Song”
Gonna sing you an old country song, from the heart
So I can cry your name and call you when I’m sad
When you have gone, run so far from me in the trees so far
Walkin’ down that old country lane, drops of rain
Call upon the ones who call your name
Will I see you again and please just come on back home to me
So I’m not all alone
Gonna sing you an old country song, from the heart
From the strings of this old rusty guitar
by Jake Bugg
So hot today we walked and walked
Towards the water to keep cool
And laughed~
Found a spider sitting on a rock
Or was it really a poor mean eyed – sad eyed croc?
~ Or am I in the shallows of a cool dark cave?
In a salt filled secret grotto
Near miles and miles of golden sands
In some far off summer place
Looking back…..
Gill McGrath© 1 July SOooo hot today 32c in shade mid-day
‘Let’s count the petals…..’
Summer
Evening
Two voices
Under a tree
Laughter
A daisy
Held high
In a tease
Like mistletoe
Then silence
No laughter
Light fading
And a little voice
Saying
Do you love me?
Gill McGrath June 26 [19 petals]
…..That was my attempt for today 3/5
Thank you for the invite Holly @ heartafire
The challenge is –
“Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge……”.
……. I challenge poet and author Richard Ankers @
richardankers.com
the art of tra.nsformation art of tra. discuss……
The sun has it
~ the art ~ that is
~ She takes this place
and whispers mist
then simply waits~
(for me to click!)
Gill McGrath© this morning June 25. 5 to 5
sunrise described [artoftra© 2015]
…..That was my challenge attempt for today 2/5
Thank you for the invite Holly a wonderful and gifted poet @ heartafire …go there!
The challenge is –
“Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge. So….
……. I challenge Dr Ali http://dralimanonlife.com/ who has a very special way with words….
Gill McGrath 