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Poetry in motion Day 10 of 30 April is national poetry month and while I do follow along with my local library's daily selection, this year instead of writing my own poetry or sharing a classic of another, I am sharing songs, well lyrics of songs, that I consider pure poetry. Poetry in motion as it were. **POST IN COMMENTS DUE POOR SITE FEATURE MAINTENANCE** Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~ |
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We all have them don't we? Those poems as songs that roll over you like a tidal wave, making you close your eyes, open your ears, throw your head back and tune out the world as the tune itself drowns you in feeling! They can be sweet or sad, moving or numbing, quiet and gently stirring or fierce and loud. They can say nothing or everything, support or reject a belief, celebrate a life. Or a death. Apologies in advance to non christian friends and readers but for me, a woefully inadequate and mostly non practicing cradle catholic, it's Good Friday, one of the few christian remembrance days I do keep. Millennia have passed and still the battle of human self service and destruction rages on. These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be. Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms of fire I've witnessed your suffering As the battle raged high And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the suns gone to hell And the moons riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But its written in the starlight And every line on your palm Were fools to make war On our brothers in arms Mark Knopfler & Dire Straits "Brothers In Arms" If you've been swept away by a poem, whether or not put to music and can help sweep us away, please join in and share your ocean of emotion/poetry in motion as well. Thank you so much all who have offered suggestions & shared their selections. It is greatly appreciated. Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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  I still dont know who cook is, and yes I tried googling it darn you, but alas......nothing, but YOU izzzzz the bestest, mostest. Yep  Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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cuzi This is another wonderful moving song! Joan Baez has a very powerful rendition of it.... A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. George Bernard Shaw Jenny
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Nice. Howling at the moon and mal ad osteo.
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Here comes Peter Cottontail Hoppin' down the bunny trail Hippity hoppin', Easter's on its way Bringin' every girl and boy Baskets full of Easter joy Things to make your Easter bright and gay He's got jelly beans for Tommy Colored eggs for sister Sue There's an orchid for your mommy And an Easter bonnet too Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail Hoppin' down the bunny trail Hippity hoppity, happy Easter Day Here comes Peter Cottontail Hoppin' down the bunny trail Hippity hoppin', Easter's on its way Try to do the things you should Maybe if you're extra good He'll roll lots of Easter eggs your way You'll wake up on Easter mornin' And you'll know that he was there When you find those chocolate bunnies That he's hiding everywhere Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail Hoppin' down the bunny trail Hippity hoppity, happy Easter Day Hippity hoppity, happy Easter Day I had to bring some levity into our current situation 
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I just love him. Wild world is one of my faves of his and has been kicking around me brain along with Oh Very Young. I'll add this to the mix Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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cuzi This is another wonderful moving song! Joan Baez has a very powerful rendition of it.... Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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Meh, theres always something to wonder about, worry about or forget about. AS long as we ramble on and enjoy the scenery without taking more than we give, its all just a whole lot of 'sit back and enjoy the ride, just dont fill up on jalapeno cheese and papaya and you'll have a good journey. Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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Nice.  Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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Here comes Peter Cottontail Hoppin' down the bunny trail Hippity hoppin', Easter's on its way Bringin' every girl and boy Baskets full of Easter joy Things to make your Easter bright and gay He's got jelly beans for Tommy Colored eggs for sister Sue There's an orchid for your mommy And an Easter bonnet too Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail Hoppin' down the bunny trail Hippity hoppity, happy Easter Day Here comes Peter Cottontail Hoppin' down the bunny trail Hippity hoppin', Easter's on its way Try to do the things you should Maybe if you're extra good He'll roll lots of Easter eggs your way You'll wake up on Easter mornin' And you'll know that he was there When you find those chocolate bunnies That he's hiding everywhere Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail Hoppin' down the bunny trail Hippity hoppity, happy Easter Day Hippity hoppity, happy Easter Day I had to bring some levity into our current situation Oooooooo I love it. Thank you. Easter weekend just wouldn't be Easter weekend without this one being sung. I dont know how old the song is, but I was about 3 when I learned it. Not surprisingly I only recall the first 2 verses and the ending so this was a great refresher  Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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