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Poetry in motion Day 16 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. If you've been swept away by a poem, whether or not put music and can help sweep us away, please join in and share your ocean of emotion/poetry in motion as well. Special thanks drmgirl622, 4Faksake, jenny, mockyloks & tsarah, who have offered suggestions or shared their selections.....It is greatly appreciated! **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. I sure do hope this is a long night, Cause I've never felt one so right Each look into your eyes I fall in, A little more and more. Looks like we started us a fire, Wrapped up in flames of desire, With every touch they're burning higher, Two shadows dancing on the wall. With nothing on but the radio, Feel the music playing soft and slow, You and me and the lights down low, With nothing on but the radio. We'll fall asleep here in the moonlight, In tangled sheets we?ll be here all night, And when we wake up in the morning, We might stay like this all day. Two people meant to be together, Two lovers dreaming of forever, And it just keeps on getting better, With every tender little kiss. With nothing on but the radio, Feel the music playing soft and slow, You and me and the lights down low, With nothing on but the radio. Two people meant to be together, Two lovers dreaming of forever, And it just keeps on getting better... With nothing on but the radio, Feel the music playing soft and slow, You and me and the lights down low, With nothing on but the radio You and me and the lights down low, With nothing on but the radio Gary Allan "Nothing On But The Radio" 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 love reading your blog keep up the good work. Sexy 😍😈
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cuzi They are beautiful lyrics 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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"La Grange" Rumour spreadin' a-'round in that Texas town 'bout that shack outside La Grange and you know what I'm talkin' about. Just let me know if you wanna go to that home out on the range. They gotta lotta nice girls. Have mercy. A haw, haw, haw, haw, a haw. A haw, haw, haw. Well, I hear it's fine if you got the time and the ten to get yourself in. A hmm, hmm. And I hear it's tight most ev'ry night, but now I might be mistaken. hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm. Have mercy. Bring out the beards and guitars !!
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I love reading your blog keep up the good work. Sexy 😍😈 Thank you all the same! 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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probably just a hot flash. Ooooo how hypno techy calmy that is. Never heard of it or them before. It is very, very............ you. T'anks babes 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 They are beautiful lyrics 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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Thank you for taking the time to visit and share, shug! Well of course you may bend whatever you wish, you know you'll always have a home here. And with good reason. Ya know, as beautiful as Floyd's music is sometimes I just don't get what they hell they're talking about. Your brilliant selections don't have that problem. Isnt that album cover your blog photo? Oh! Hey....Is that the poem that you said inspired you to write your fire eyed lake hunter(my description) story? If so I can so see 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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"La Grange" Rumour spreadin' a-'round in that Texas town 'bout that shack outside La Grange and you know what I'm talkin' about. Just let me know if you wanna go to that home out on the range. They gotta lotta nice girls. Have mercy. A haw, haw, haw, haw, a haw. A haw, haw, haw. Well, I hear it's fine if you got the time and the ten to get yourself in. A hmm, hmm. And I hear it's tight most ev'ry night, but now I might be mistaken. hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm. Have mercy. Bring out the beards and guitars !! Channel my inner trench coat and sunglass wearing berded lech? Oh hell yeah! Ah bow, bow, bow 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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