Song Based Verses Part Two

Here is the second four of the eight poems I wrote giving my take on a number of different well known songs. The first four poems can be found here.

The songs featured in this entry cover a cross section of musical styles.  I hope you will enjoy reading. 

Song #5 - Call Me by Blondie

This 1980 thunderbolt of a tune is one of my favourite songs by Blondie. It has been covered many times across the last four decades and was the theme to the film 'American Gigolo'. 

The almost surreal lyrics of the song sparked my imagination into life and here is my take on it: 

Bells start ringing

Ruby red, emerald green

As your name ignites

My telephone screen.

I will paint a picture

In pastel shades,

Brush stroke blues

By a shimmering lake.

I will walk barefoot

Across dew-soaked grass

To harness the moment

And make it last.

I will walk over rocks

Worn down by waves,

Soak up words I longed

To hear you say.

I will dance underneath

A silver birch tree,

Feel your heart flutter

Just like the leaves.

I will light you a candle,

Embrace the heat

Flames of recognition

When our eyes meet.

Bells start ringing

Ruby red, emerald green

As your name ignites

My telephone screen.

Song #6 - Nobody's Diary by Yazoo

This song was released as a single in 1983 although it had been written by Alison Moyet several years earlier. I love the heartfelt nature of the lyrics and the emotional delivery Alison does so well.

Several weeks ago I heard this song on the radio for the first time in a long time. As I listened to the story Alison tells through her words I decided this was another candidate for a song based verse.

I can't believe

It has come to this,

Strings of unspoken words

Linger like a last kiss.

Precious memories,

Crisp, clean and concise

Of when hearts were soaring

Like eagles in flight.

Then innermost thoughts

In wiry black ink

Discoloured by time,

Crumpled days of the week.

Lonely teardrops fall,
Misty pools on the page,

Illegible thoughts,
Reflections of pain.

Broken words in a diary

Are all that remain,

The dying embers

Of once raging flames.

Song #7 - I Could Have Danced All Night 

This song features in the musical My Fair Lady, also turned into a film featuring Audrey Hepburn.

Last year it was given a 21st century style makeover by Faultline featuring the vocals of JAKL. This version of the song was used as a backdrop for an Audi TV advert.

The very first time I heard it, for some reason it struck a chord deep inside me and every time I hear the song it provokes a deeply emotional response. A series of clear mental images were subsequently triggered leading to me writing the poem below.

If I hold out my hand

Would you dance with me?

Allow my heart to keep time

As we sweep across the floor.

Catch the light in our eyes

As they shine diamond bright,

Watch the background fade out

As we swirl around once more.

If I hold out my hand

Would you dance with me?

Grand pianos are playing

Somewhere in the distance

Like the tinkling backdrop

Of a black and white film,

Capturing the moment,

Silver dreams and romance.

If I hold out my hand

Would you dance with me?

Reach high, swoop low,

Step on paths we've never known,

Marvel at a mountain view,

Dive into the oceans blue,

Before the warmth of our smiles

Slowly carries us back home.

Song #8 - Kayleigh by Marillion

I am currently in the process of writing my first book and the poem below plus the song 'Kayleigh' will feature in it. The contents of the poem are loosely based on Fish's wonderful poetic lyrics but also form a part of my own story line.

They met when they were eighteen

On a balmy July night,

In a misty teenage haze

It felt like love at first sight.

She was his ballerina

As she danced upon the grass,

They caressed under the moonlight,

Made each tender moment last.

She wore a purple bow

In her curly golden hair,

Tiny sparks of warm excitement

When his eyes met hers.

Blinded by young love

They ignored what others said,

They married two years later

Confetti scattered in their heads.

Neither of them really knew

When love disintegrated,

Fragments of what could have been

Like snow, evaporated.

Heads echoed with unspoken words,

Fear of the unknown,

Trembling fingers hovered

But never reached the phone.

Snowdrops bowed their graceful heads

And clouds eclipsed the stars,

Raindrops washed away their tears

But did not mend their broken hearts.

Thank you as always to everyone who takes the time to read my poetry. I will be back very soon with more of the same.

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Song Based Verses Part One

Back in 1983 I decided to start a fanzine called Kindred Spirit, featuring an array of poetry and prose combined with music reviews and band interviews. It was an exciting time when DIY culture was at its strongest, and something I look back on very fondly.

Three years ago I started a blog sharing the contents of my fanzines 21st century style. If you would like to know more, I invite you to take a look here.

This post is something of a trip down memory lane in that what I have done is combine music and poetry once more. I have written poems where I put my own spin on the lyrics of different well known songs. 

There are eight songs in total. Here are the first four. The next four will follow shortly.

Song #1 - Will You? By Hazel O'Connor

There is a little backstory behind this poem and it's rather incredible. I wrote the poem in a dream. 

As soon as I woke up I grabbed a pen and paper, wrote down the poem then expanded on it. As I read back over the completed poem it occurred to me it could be an alternative version of the story told by the multi-talented singer/actress Hazel O'Connor in her classic 1981 hit.

That is when the idea of doing a song based verse post here on my blog started germinating.

The song 'Will You?' featured in the film 'Breaking Glass' and reached #8 in the UK charts in 1981. It is probably best remembered for its stirring saxophone solo and incredibly moving lyrics.

Here is my take on the song:

I had a dream

About you last night,

It seemed like you

Were part of my life.

You sat in a chair

With the kind of ease

Reserved only for

Those you hold dear.

I left the room

To make us a drink,

I caught your eye,

You started to slip.

As I swirled the spoon

In your milky tea

I was swept away

On a sea of unease.

When I returned

You had disappeared,

Your chair was still warm,

I stroked the seat.

And that was when

I opened my eyes,

Through darkness and tears

I whispered goodbye.

Song #2 - Fire Dances by Killing Joke
 
One of the highlights of my fanzine writing days was when we interviewed Jaz Coleman of Killing Joke in December 1983 around the time their fourth studio album 'Fire Dances' was released. 

Jaz is a very interesting character and as a result of speaking to him I tuned into his frequency and viewed the sentiments behind the album in a whole new light. 

The next poem is my spin on the title track.

Lava teardrops

Slowly falling

Metamorphasis

Twisting, distorting

Into a pool

Of raging flames.

Raw inferno,

Transforming heat,

So primeval,

Tribal beat,

Mesmerising

Hypnotic dance.

Glowing embers,

Twinkling stars,

Distant chanting

Of ancestors,

Time stands still

Within the fire.

Song #3 - Autobahn by Kraftwerk (single)

I remember being introduced to Kraftwerk back in 1978 by a girl I was at school with but it wasn't until many years later I fully came to appreciate how groundbreaking and influential they were. 

I wrote this poem after coming across 'Autobahn' during one of those You Tube searches that ends up taking you half way around the world and back. 

This track says far more musically than it does lyrically, which is in my opinion what Kraftwerk were all about. However hearing it again immediately brought to mind the many journeys I have made along the stretch of motorway between Hull and Manchester. The following poem was the end result:

In my car

I am cocooned

But not invincible,

Restrained,

Confined,

Travelling

At speed

Along  a seemingly

Endless road.

A dart flying

Past monochrome

Yards and buildings,

Construction,

Distribution,

Income

Generation,

Putting food

On many tables.

Fields and trees,

A much needed

Splash of colour,

Makes me open

Rain-smeared

Windows,

Makes me

Want to

Breathe again.

Patchwork quilt

Of misty moorland,

Desolate lilac,

Bracken brown,

Marsh green,

Windswept, tinged

With deep despair,

Strangely unique

And beautiful.

Clumps of houses,

Smoking chimneys,

Distant echoes

Of years of strife,

Conurbations,

Brickwork canvas,

Fabric woven

With shades

Of life.

Road signs flashing,

Dipping headlights,

Music pounding

As cars pass by.

Streaks of

Lightning

In the distance,

Tyres swish

On textured ice.

Cars advancing

In my mirror,

Weaving patterns

Across the lanes,

Barriers, 

Lights, 

End destinations,

Contemplate

But don't look back.

Song #4 The Day The World Turned Day-Glo by X-Ray Spex

As I was driving through the countryside near to where I live I couldn't help but notice a field of bright yellow rape flowers stretching as far as the eye could see. I pulled over to take a photo and the words "the day the world turned yellow" dropped in my head.

When I arrived home I made the connection with this X-Ray Spex punk classic and immediately dug out the track to have a listen to it. 

After throwing everything into the mix the next poem was born.

Multi faceted,

Cut glass prism,

A thousand spotlights,

Yellow precision.

Psychedelic,

Dream-like state,

Lacy pathway

To a colourful place.

Heady aroma,

Waving hands,

Hypnotising,

No start no end.

Vying for attention,

Merging into one,

Indecipherable

Summer song.

No words no music,

No above no below,

Lost in time the day

The world turned yellow.

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