Just Jot It January:Day 29 History

Golden green and sun kissed blue a strange explosion of colours where the old meets new. Gentle whispers on breeze pass your ears and enchant the leaves. Reflecting sun from a long ago shield catches your eye from away across the field.

Cool shadows bless the narrow street that you now wonder  where before have so many feet. The tall towers look like skyscrapers from a distance they were homes, warehouse and last defence nothing left to chance.

The grapes and olives grow anew as for  centuries they have and do they notice the changing seasons as years progress and people follow life for many reasons. The paths that now horses trot along are the very same as were travelled in years bygone.

The view from the castle rampart  high is still the same as when surfs, lords and ladies passed by. Great battles on these hills were fought from medieval to world war 2 and all for nought. The castles and walled towns still stand  they live and breathe  past and future hand in hand.

The café’s, restaurants and the shops all fit into the ancient stone buildings and castle tops looking out at the same view that they always had and always will do. The modern women in their high heel shoes and haute couture  walking carefully on the cobbled floor of streets that have born dainty shoes and bare feet before.

Field of long stalks and drooping heads hung down the month before were seas of yellow. The sun flowers wearing their crown. Swaying and dancing in the enchanted breeze to catch the eye and the soul to please.

So when you visit town or village the walls all tell a story , they live and breathe this 21st century yet they do not forget their older glories. The houses and churches all have souls  who mingle with todays’ and share their goals.

Sunflower gold

This wondrous mix I have never seen in all my life or even in a dream. I love the colours and light , sun by day and moon at night.The streets and buildings team with life as always, they’ve  have seen love and grief joy and strife.

I hope one day my life will guide me back this way so in fields of gold under azure skies I will sway. I will watch the present and the past living  united. I pray God that lasts.

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This  is  my  post  for  Just Jot  It  January, from  LindaGHill‘s  blog.  I  believe  that  history  is  circular   and  nothing  is  new. What has  happened  before  is  lingering  on  in  the  now  and  always  will be.

The Just Jot It January 29th prompt, brought to you by KL Caley of new2writing, is: “History.” Use it any way you’re inspired to. And make sure you stop by and say hi to KL as well! Here’s her blog: https://new2writing.wordpress.com/about-me/

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Song Lyric Sunday. The Sun

In 1964  the  Beatles  released  “I’ll follow  the  Sun” I was  then  11 years  old ingand  even  though  I  was a huge  Rolling Stones   fan  this  song stuck a  cord in  my  heart  and  always  will. On  my  darkest  days  you  can  often  find  me  sing  this  song!

THE BEATLES LYRICS

“I’ll Follow The Sun”

One day you’ll look to see I’ve gone
For tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun
Some day you’ll know I was the one
But tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun

And now the time has come
And so my love I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you will know, oooh

One day you’ll find that I have gone
But tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun

Yea, tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun
And now the time has come
And so my love I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you’ll know, oooh

One day you’ll find that I have gone
But tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun

Lyrics  from  A to  Z  Lyrics 
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In 1967 I  was  14years  old, I  was  going to  Top of  the Pop  when I  could, parents  and Homework permitting. I had  met  my  husband   and  and  in  three  more  years  I  would  be married, give  me  another  two years  and I  would  be  having  my  first son.

So  Traffic  and  Paper  Sun  always  makes  me  think of  sunny  day  that  were full of  fun…. well that is  what  the  music  brings  to  mind  ,  the  reality  was  nothing of  the  sort.

The  video  is  very odd  and has  nothing  to  do  with  the  song? But it is  interesting in  a  weird  way  and  it  shows  the  group  together  which is  rare  as  they  split  up  due  to  artistic  differences.

The  weather  here is  wet  damp  and  nasty, we had  a  bout of freezing  fog  and  frosty  ground , which  was better  than  the  horrible  weather  we have  now. I  am dreaming of  the  sun  and  feeling  better.

 

TRAFFIC LYRICS

“Paper Sun”

So you think your having good times
With the boy that you just met
Kicking sand from beach to beach
Your clothes all soaking wet
But if you look around and see
A shadow on the run
Don’t be too upset because its just a paper sun

Ahh Paper Sun, Ahh Paper Sun

In the room where you’ve been sleeping
All your clothes all thrown about
Cigarettes burn window sills
Your meter’s all run out
But then again its nothing
You just split when day is done
Pitching lips to nowhere, hung up on the paper sun

Standing in the cool of my room
Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume
Too much sun will burn!

When you’re feeling tired and lonely
You see people going home
You can’t make the train fare
Or the six pence for the phone
And icicles your crying
From your cheek have just begun
Dont be sad, good times are had
Beneath the paper sun

Daylight breaks while you sleep on the sand
A seagull is stealing the ring from your hand
The boy who had given you so much fun
Has left you so cold in the paper sun

Lyrics  from  A to Z Lyrics

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Then of  course  if  all else  fails  there  is  always  Mr  Blue  Sky  by  ELO Released in  1977 a  true  Happy  Classic!

Please enjoy  my  three Sun  offerings  and  my  trip  down  memory  lane . Goodness  knows  I  need  some  sun  now!!

These  songs  are  my  entry  for  Song Lyric  Sunday   provided  for us  by  the  fabulous Helen Espinosa  of  The  Life  One  Word At A Time.

Our theme for Song Lyric Sunday is to celebrate the sun.  You can interpret it any way you’d like through music, meaning you can even post a song that only has the word “sun” in it, or really any other way you can fathom.

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