Song Lyric Sunday: pretending.

This week HelenVahdati in partnership with the Simply Marquessa, has given us the theme of pretending.

So I thought about this and Queen, in particular Freddie Mercury but the whole group too were expert at pretending all was fine. Freddie, one of the most talented and glorous showman hide his aids with a huge show of talent. 

The song I have chosen is very apt for my life right now. The show must go on. 

A to Z Lyrics.

The Show Must Go On”


Empty spaces.
What are we living for?
Abandoned places.
I guess we know the score.

On and on.
Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero,
Another mindless crime
Behind the curtain
In the pantomime.

Hold the line.
Does anybody want to take it anymore?

Show must go on.
Show must go on.
Inside my heart is breaking.
My make-up may be flaking.
But my smile still stays on.

Whatever happens,
I’ll leave it all to chance.
Another heartache,
Another failed romance.

On and on.
Does anybody know what we are living for?

I guess I’m learning.
I must be warmer now.
I’ll soon be turning
‘Round the corner now.

Outside the dawn is breaking,
But inside in the dark I’m aching to be free.

Show must go on.
Show must go on.
Inside my heart is breaking.
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile still stays on.

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies.
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die.
I can fly, my friends.

Show must go on.
Show must go on.
I’ll face it with a grin.
I’m never giving in—
Oh—with the show.

I’ll top the bill,
I’ll overkill.
I have to find the will to carry on with the show.
On with the show.

Show must go on.

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The Conversation, just before Christmas.

Man:I like you car, is it new?

Woman : I have only had it a day or is it two.

Man:  I love the colour is it blue?

Woman: Well they call it Azure.

Man:  Do you know this road well ?

Woman :Yes I have been down it a thousand times for sure,

This road that leads right to my door.

they call in Azure blue

Man: Did you get all your presents the shops are such a crush?

Woman: I did, I even got my sister that amazing eye make up brush.

Man : And the festive food is that all in hand?

Woman: Yes and a good thing too as I am cooking this year as planned .

Man : Look who are all those people talking to the police?

Woman : OMG That is my family they’ve  all come out even brought my baby niece.

They may of heard the noise of the crash

My husband does look pale why is he acting so rash.

I think I had better talk to him before he starts to cry!

 Man :, hang on my friend you have to come with me………..

Woman : WHY?

Man :  You have crashed the car, my dear and you are about to die.

Woman : Surely you are joking I am standing here with you,

Sorry it has been good to chat but I have so much to do.

Man : Tell me what is the last thing you remember before our chat?

Woman : Well I was concentrating very hard because of all the snow

I had to swerve to miss the cat. It all went black  and then, I just don’t know.

Woman : OH! my what a commotion they are all in tears

Right outside the garden gate the neighbours have not had so much to look at for years.

Woman : Help I feel so cold and so very weak ,

Is that me inside the car, I just look asleep.

Man :  Come my friend I am with you.I shall guide you now that your earthly life is at an end.

Woman : Will they all recover will they manage without me .

Man : Don’t worry they will all cope, you can even watch and see.

Now just relax and lean your head on me, 

I have seen you’ve always been kind and you always talk with me.

Woman: I really do not want to leave them are you really sure.

Man: I am my dear friend now come with me just through this open door.

Christmas Cheer.

See the reflection in the Christmas ball

Does it tell the truth does it open up and show us all?

The presents around the tree are

They really exactly what you see?

Is everyone as happy as they appear,

Are we all relaxed and full of good cheer.

Did the food all get to the table without a hitch

Did everyone get on all day with out thinking someone is a bitch.

Are grannie’s jumpers really brill? Did your sister’s mince pies make you ill.

Do you really need another drink ,

No don’t just chuck those glasses in the sink!
If you are not happy, don’t tell me today

Because Christmas is supposed to be special and so all has to swept up tidy and hidden away.

The drunk can still beat his wife

Uncle nobby  can rob a young child of their peaceful life.

Nothing changes nothing ends,

Peace and quiet does not descend.

The poor are still poor and hungry

The irritable are still  brutally  angry

Sadly all the bad things do not go away

Just because it’s Christmas Day.

Peeping above the parapet.

Really I don’t know how to explain my absence I just don’t seem able to write my blog or read posts at the moment. I feel lost in a deep dark hole. 

Yes I am going through the motions of everyday life  but I feel surrounded by darkness. One of our son’s has been very ill in hospital and that has been stressful but as he is now, hopefully on the mend I was hoping my mood might beging to lift. 

Unfortunately I still feel very low and flat. Where have all my words gone and why am I so empty…. I just don’t know.

I have been watching all your wonderful and hard written posts piling up in my in box. I have seen all your comments coming in and I just can’t cope.  

There is such a back log that I just feel I need to drawn a line and start a fresh. As much as I hate to delete all your words unread I have to as they are adding to the fear and dark thoughts I am surrounded by. 

I am going to try and start again even if I post some of my old work. I shall try to keep up with posts and comments too. I am trying. 💜💜

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Waving to you all.

Hi everyone, since our return from the sun I have been hit hard by the blues. 

It’s not so much the lack of sun more the fact that everything I ran away from, to relax, is all still here but more of it and bigger. 

So I don’t feel I  can cope. I shall be doing my best to catch up on all my commitments. Twittering  Tales, A Month With Yeats,Thursday Photo Prompt, Cosmic Photo Challenge, Colleen Chesebro Weekly Poetry Challenge, Sacha Black’s writespiration,Ronovanwrites plus I need to catch up on all your posts and comments. 

Be patient, I will be back , tomorrow or next week. I miss you all I will be back.

Please if your pray say one for me, if you don’t then send me a kick up the bum to get me moving .💜💜💜💜💜

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A Month with Yeats

Day 17 of Jane Dougherty‘s  alternative to NanoWritMo A Month With Yeats. You can find Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes. 

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Today’s poem is : Aedth Wishes for the cloths of heaven.

And the Quote.: The blue and the dim and the dark cloths. Of night and light and half light. W.B.Yeat

Darker Depths

The universe  spreads

Black and deep yet star studded

She swirrels her skirts round.

She hides so much in her shadow.

Her dance a tango of joy.

A Month With Yeats: Day16

This is part of Jane Dougherty of Jane Dougherty Writes alternative Challenge to NanoWritMo. A month with Yeats. 

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Day 16’s quote is from ‘He  mourns the change that has come upon him and longs for the end of the world.’ Almost a poem in itself .

The quote. ‘Do you not hear me calling, white deer with no horns.’ W.B. Yeats

Where I live they are building houses by the hundreds. The deer are at a loss as to where the routes that are written into their consciousness have gone. It is so sad to see deer negotiating busy roads and housing estates. 

Though it is wonderful to come across them while walking the dog or looking out of the window, the fear in their eyes hurts.

I do not think that those incharge realise what they are doing. 

We  do not see.

The runs have all gone

Far too late we see the truth

You are so lost friend

They have stolen your byways

Now you run afraid and lost.
  

A Month With Yeats :Day 15.

Day 15 of Jane Dougherty, of Jane Dougherty Writes, A Month With Yeats. The alternative she devised to NanoWritMo.

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Yesterday was day 15 and half way through the month.

The quote for yesterday was from The Rose of the battle.

The quote is : ‘You too have come where the dim tides are hurled upon the wharfs of sorrow and heard ring the bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.‘ W B. Yeats.

Another Haiku.

Will there be piece

The silent bell calls

Above  traviails  of life.

A reward beckons 

After the storms of this life

Will we dwell with the blessed ones.

A Month With Yeats Day 14

Day fourteen of a Month With Yeats. Jane Dougherty of Jane Dougherty Writes, alternative to NanoWritMo.  Today’s quote cons from To Ireland in coming times.

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Today’s quote : 

That you in the dim coming times 

May know how my heart went with them.

After the red-rose bordered hem. W.B. Yeats.

I have written a Hiaku, as a nod to Ireland’s bloody history.

      rose red, blood shed

Her heart bled for them

Ireland’ blood red immigrants

She saw it coming

The hunger and blood shed

Babies cling to mother’s, dead.

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