Poetry, Music and the Soul

Sometimes songs stay with us. Sometimes for days. Sometimes for years. I’m not sure how long this one will be with me. My money is on longer.

What If

What if I were you…

Threw a line out to pull you to me
If you don’t get it then you don’t get it
You made your mind up before you knew me
If you don’t get it then you don’t get it

Take my hand for a minute
We’re in it
Imagine all the pain that might be forgiven

What if I had your heart
What if you wore my scars
How would we break down
What if you were me
What if I were you

What if you told my lies
What if I cried with your eyes
Could anyone keep us down
What if you were me
What if I were you…

Had a dream of a new tomorrow
If you don’t get it then you don’t get it
I took a step hoping you might follow
If you don’t get it then you don’t get it

Take a chance for a minute
Jump in it
Imagine if you asked yourself for a minute

What if I had your heart
What if you wore my scars
How would we break down
What if you were me
What if I were you

What if you told my lies
What if I cried with your eyes
Could anyone keep us down
What if you were me
What if I were you…

Do the ones who make it better find
To get out, got to touch the other side
What if all that it took to save our lives
Together was to rise up…

What if I had your heart
What if you wore my scars
How would we break down
What if I were you

What if I told your lies
What if you cried with my eyes
Could anyone keep us down
What if you were me
What if I were you…

What if your hand was my hand
Could we hold on and let go
What if your life was my life
Can we love what we don’t know

What if your hand was my hand
Could we hold on and let go
What if your life was my life

And what if I were you

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Belated (but still) Happy New Year — We Write Poems prompt 194

 I have a backlog of posts I started but have not finished.  This is one of them.

Auld Lang Syne

soloist cannot complain
but hears thin echoes of disappointments
that neoteric divorced a fateful existent
time rings out past an ending

a blessing, a fresh balm, this spellsong
forsaken yet freely breathing in
unlooked for, renascence
whilst humming in the new year

for Elizabeth’s WWP prompt 194 and dVerse

 

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poem-a-thon 1: the shackamaxon crew

Yousei Hime:

Looking for poetry? Looking for writing prompts? Want to make a difference in someone’s life? Visit the some of the constellations on Joseph Harker’s blog and you will find a way to do it all.

Originally posted on naming constellations:

And now the first  Poem-a-Thon poem for the month… as I posted before, I exhort you to visit my donation page and chip in. Here’s what I’m going to offer:
- If you donate $25, I’ll officially dedicate one of the poems of the month to you.
- If you donate $50, I’ll dedicate one of the poems, and it can be to a theme of your choosing.
- If you donate $75, I’ll write you a poem, and send you a fancy broadside edition of it in the mail (hell, autographed if you really want it), or any other poem you want from the month.
- If you donate $100, I’m sure I can put together some kind of crazy fancy special thing by the end of the month. To be determined!

It’s for a good cause, and probably a lot of the poems I write for the Poem-a-Thon…

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Submissions for Red Wolf Journal Issue 2

Yousei Hime:

Red Wolf is looking for poems for their next issue. If you are writing a poem a day (more or less) this month, please consider this issue’s theme and how your writing might find a home at Red Wolf Journal.

Originally posted on We Write Poems:

Are you poeming every day in April? Are you poeming copiously in some form 
in April? Are you poeming at all? 

If so, Red Wolf Journal would love to see your poems on the theme:

“The River: Within Us and

Without Us”

Godavari River, at the Old Godavari Bridge, in Rajahmundry, India. Courtesy of Hariya1234 from Wikipedia.com.

This theme, of course, is about rivers, in any way, shape, or form. What do rivers 
mean to you? What do they symbolize? What about the rivers -- both literal and 
metaphorical -- in your lives? Do you, as Michael Stipe said, need to "find the 
river"? As your soul is “as deep as the rivers”, as Langston Hughes put it, we 
want to read about it in a way that we’ve never seen before. Show us how 
the river which draws your soul travels.

For more information, please see the full explanation…

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Prompt 206 Which childhood?

Yousei Hime:

Looking for a prompt? It might just be a few years away. For your consideration.

Originally posted on We Write Poems:

Which childhood?
The one from which you’ll never escape?
–Li-Young Lee, “A Hymn to Childhood”

In our adult life, writing as poets, do we find ourselves returning to childhood as a kind of base for who we are, how we’ve become? In your imagination, who was this child? Why is childhood significant? What is the nature of childhood? Is it somehow a frozen place, a place of fixed identity? How do your experiences in childhood shape who you are? One way of writing about childhood is to draw on the memory of an experience.

In Sharon Olds’s poem, “Killing My Sister’s Fish”, the narrator describes the steps taken prior to poisoning her sister’s goldfish and when the deed was done, she was just lying there, “as if without/regret, as if something set in motion/long before I had been conceived/had been accomplished”. The speaker seems to be referring to some sort…

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