Song Lyric Sunday Breeze/Cloud/Sky/Wind

This Sunday has come round again, this week Jim Adams our eloquent host has given us an interesting Prompt. Weather Forecast, for Song Lyric Sunday, we have to use the words Breeze,Cloud, Sky,Wind.

First up I chose the fabulous Kate Bush who influenced me no end. The track I chose has cloud and sky in the lyrics and sky in the title. “The Big Sky” is a song by English singer-songwriter Kate Bush. Released in 1986, it was the fourth and final single to be released from her No. 1 album Hounds of Love. The single became another Top 40 hit for Bush, peaking at No. 37 on the UK Singles Chart.

The 7″ single was released as the “Special Single Mix”, which includes a different intro. This version appears as a B-side on the 1994 CD single “The Red Shoes“. The 12” single includes an extended version of “The Big Sky” called the “Meteorological Mix”.

The song is about remembering some of the simple pleasures enjoyed as children that most no longer find the time for, such as spending the afternoon looking at the sky, watching the clouds take on shapes.

Lyrics

They look down
At the ground
Missing.
But I never go in now.I’m looking at the Big Sky.
I’m looking at the Big Sky now.
I’m looking at the Big Sky.
You never understood me.
You never really tried.That cloud, that cloud–
Looks like Ireland.
C’mon and blow it a kiss now
But quick’ Cause it’s changing in the Big Sky
It’s changing in the Big Sky now.
We’re looking at the Big Sky.
You never understood me.
You never really tried.This cloud, this cloud–
Says “Noah
C’mon and build me an Ark.”
And if you’re coming, jump
‘CauseWe’re leaving with the Big Sky.
We’re leaving with the Big Sky.
And we pause for the jets–
Hup! hup!–in the Big Sky!You want my reply?
What was the question?
I was looking at the Big Sky.
Tell ’em, sisters!
“Rolling over like a great big cloud
Walking out in the Big Sky!
Rolling over like a great big cloud
Walking out in the Big Sky!

Source: Musixmatch

Sky and Cloud

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Wind

We all know and love Freddie Mercury and Queen’s original Bohemian Rhapsody. I have chosen the version from The Freddie Mercury Tribute Concert for AIDS Awareness . Elton John took the lead and though he is no Freddy he brilliant. Axel Rose was to come at the last part of the song. Well I have heard tell Axel would not rehearsh. So when he bounced on to the stage with a flash and a bang, red bandana, crop top, black leather kilt ,white socks and bother boots the audience went wild and I bet Elton and Queen where shocked. But boy was he great. He was like a whirling Dervish. At the end Elton and Axel spontaneously approached the front of the stage arm in arm and sang a poignant ending “Anyway the wind blows.”

The Freddie Mercury Tribute Concert for AIDS Awareness was a benefit concert held on Easter Monday, 20 April 1992 at Wembley Stadium in LondonUnited Kingdom for an audience of 72,000.[1] The concert was produced for television by Ray Burdis, directed by David Mallet and broadcast live on television and radio to 76 countries around the world, with an audience of up to one billion.[2][3] The concert was a tribute to Queen‘s lead vocalist, Freddie Mercury, who died of AIDS on 24 November 1991. The show marked bassist John Deacon‘s final full-length concert with Queen (save a short live appearance with Brian MayRoger Taylor and Elton John in 1997). The profits from the concert were used to launch The Mercury Phoenix Trust, an AIDS charity organisation.

Bohemian Rhapsody”

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality

Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I’m easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows
Doesn’t really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooh
Didn’t mean to make you cry
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body’s aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, I’ve got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooh (Any way the wind blows)
I don’t want to die
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo
(Galileo) Galileo
Galileo Figaro
Magnifico-o-o-o-o

I’m just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go (Let him go!)
Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let him go!)
Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let me go!)
Will not let you go (Let me go!)
Never let you go (Never, never, never, never let me go)
Oh oh oh oh
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mama mia, mama mia (Mama mia, let me go)
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can’t do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Ooooh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows…

A to Z Lyrics.

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Breeze.

Last up Eric Clapton . Lyrics in the video.

Call Me the Breeze” is a rock song by J. J. Cale. It first appeared on his 1972 debut album, Naturally, as the opening track. The song consists of a 12-bar blues guitar shuffle and features the early use of a drum machine.

JJ Cale performed the song along with his longtime friend Eric Clapton, at Clapton’s 2004 Crossroads Guitar Festival.[2] The version, featuring an extended guitar solo by Clapton, is included on the official Crossroads DVD released in late 2004.[3] Later, when Clapton got the news that Cale had died, he performed various tunes composed by JJ Cale for his 2013 Baloise Session concert, dedicating his performance to Cale.[4] For his 2014 tribute-album to JJ Cale, titled The Breeze: An Appreciation of JJ Cale, Clapton covered the song with the original drum machine sound at the beginning, saying it’s not possible to really cover Cale’s work: “You can hear the drum machine and JJ rambling at the beginning there”.[5] His take on the song was released under the title “They Call Me the Breeze” as a promotional single on June 30, 2014 for Surfdog and Polydor Records, accessible via digital music download.[6]

Music video

On June 6, 2014, Clapton’s management published the official lyric video with licence to Warner Bros. Records on his YouTube channel, before the album’s release. Twenty days later the official music video was released and was directed by Joseph Toman. It features original photographic and videographic material of both Cale, and Clapton with Cale. The video opens with Clapton, hitchhiking with his guitar case in a rural location, holding a sign for Escondido, mimicking the cover art of the duo’s album, The Road to Escondido. He is picked up by a car. The car footage is interspersed with Clapton who is seen singing and playing the song on a guitar given to him by Cale in 2006.The video shows Cale enjoying the classic American lifestyle. While driving around, Clapton chats to the driver, portrayed by English actor and director Dexter Fletcher about Cale, explaining that he wants to visit Escondido because an “old mate used to live there”. Clapton pays tribute to Cale saying “he was a fantastic guy and a great musician … he was my hero.” The video ends with a shot of Clapton congratulating Cale after their performance at the 2004 Crossroads Guitar Festival in Dallas.

Happy Sunday Everyone

Frozen February 25th. Special Challenge!

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February 25 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the word frozen. It can be descriptive, character focused, action driven. Go out onto the ice and find a frozen story. Go where the prompt leads!

A Frozen Lesson.

Jasmina was the founder member! Over the years they’d risen to fame internationally. 

Geeta was the youngest and most recent member to the group.

The argument all started when Geeta announced they been asked to do an Indian version of Let it Go! Jasmina wanted to dismiss it out of hand, after all she dealt with the bookings.

Well, she was outvoted, to save face she agreed the others could do the video she would direct.

So she picked the costumes and the venue. Dressed warmly she watched from her heated cabin and smiled. They all looked truly Frozen.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 27, 2021

Badge by Shelley Krupa

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “-sty.” Find a word that ends in “-sty” or use the word “sty.” Enjoy!

Honesty is a commodity that is very often in short supply these days. On a large scale our leaders an politicians very often just play fast and loose with it, interested in their own ends. None of them have the decency or honesty to admit the mistakes they make.

We are often very tight on honesty with ourselves and others. Yet there are always those who’s honesty shines like a becon. They are like lighthouses guiding us through stormy waters.

I shall be honest now, I am not the best person I could be, not the best wife, mum, grandma, friend, sister but I try I know my faults. Let me guide you to a wonderful soul Sue Vincent. A beautiful person full of love and honesty.

© SueVincent

The Last Post?

Words from Sue.

The Silent Eye

This may be the final post that I get chance to write for the Silent Eye… that decision has been taken out of my hands. I spent much of last week in hospital, having, as many of you know, been diagnosed with incurable small cell lung cancer last September. It has been an interesting and informative journey on so many levels as familiar things have been stripped away and a gift of love left in its place… rather like the tooth fairy leaving something of real value in place of a discarded incisor.

First to go was the illusion of near-immortality that gets us through life, one way or another. We know there is a certain inevitability about life leading to death, but we tend not to apply it to ourselves until we are forced to pay attention. Dealing with the situation that made me sit up and listen meant…

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Should Kids ‘Catch Up’, Or Should The Curriculum ‘Slow Down’? #TeacherThoughts #TeacherThursday

Ritu Straight Talking.

But I Smile Anyway...

It’s been quite a week, already, and it hasn’t even finished, yet.

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Now, as you all know, we have been ‘open’ the whole time, remotely teaching the pupils who would usually be in our classrooms, since January 4th.

The extreme lockdown was put upon the whole country, as another variant of the virus ravaged the country. That, and the fact that good old BoZo decided that a little mixing at Christmas wouldn’t hurt…

Boy, was he wrong! And to top it off, he allowed a huge amount of schools to start back, after Christmas, for one day, before deciding to send everyone home, to learn remotely. And that one day appeared to make a huge difference to the figures, in that they jumped, as the…

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Sue Vincent’s #writephoto. Anomaly.

Sue Vincent’s#Writphoto.
Hi everyone just a quick note if anyone would like to re-post any of their old #writephoto prompts please do. While Sue is not posting a photo prompt due to not being well, she would love to see old ones reposted.Now if you would like to join in please use the #writephoto badge

This part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt –  #writephoto. I wrote this one in 2016.

Anomaly  : The End

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©Sue Vincent.

The  birds  must  of  sensed  the  Anomaly  first  because  they  suddenly  left  the  area. None  flew  within a  twenty  mile  radius of the  moors. The lights  could be seen  by  day  and  night and  though  at  first  they  went unnoticed eventually  after  all the animals  left  and  all  the  flora  and  fauna  died   we finally  saw  the  lights.

What they  were  we  did not  know   but  people  thought  they  had  been  there  at  least a  month , well we  believe  it  had  been  much  longer  than  that.  News, unusually  for  news, spread  slowly. Looking back  I  think it  was fear  of  the unknown, everyone  thought if  they  ignored  the lights  they  would  go away.

Alas they  did  not  go away  in fact  they  grew, slowly  at  first  but  now  six months  on  they  have spread  from Britain right across  Europe and  Russia, Alaska, Canada now they  are  heading  toward the  Americas. Nothing  seems  to  affect  them nothing  seems  able  to stop  them.

Yes the  scientist  and  military  have  been busy  testing  the  anomaly  but  they  cannot  test light  can  they ….. it is  just  colour  it  is transient  it cannot  be  caught, measured  or, as it  appears, stopped. Amazing  isn’t it  every  government  in  the  entire  world  is  cooperating   with each other…. All wars  have ceased  in an effort  to  solve  the  problem.

So the  beautiful lights  are  moving  around  the  world  encircling  us  all with  their  ethereal hues. All the  birds  are  gone, the  animals  too. Nothing  grows  anymore  and  we  are  all loosing our  humanity. The  government  did  try  to  keep order  with  the  army  but  as  soon as  the  stocks in  the  shops  ran out  anarchy spread  like  wild  fire.

It  is  everyone  for  themselves , it is unbelievable   there  are  bodies  rotting on  the  streets  people are  dying of malnutrition,  disease , thirst and  plain simple violence. It is  awful  we  are  terrified  to  go  out.

All those  pictures of  people trapped in  wars, refugees  struggling  hand  to  mouth, thousands  of  people  in  Africa  starving  it  is happening  here in the  so  called  modern  world , though  the way it is now  that all the  fuel has  run out, apart  for a  very  few, we may  as well be living in  the stone age. No  “Feed  the  world ” when it is so  badly needed!

I mention “The  very  few”, those with  money  enough or  deemed  worthy of  saving  have  been  hidden away somewhere  to  ride  this  out. I personally  do  not  think  the  earth  will recover  from  this. If  it  does  my  group  and  I  do  not  want  to be  around  to  see  what is  left.

So  I  have  left  this  very  brief  account  of  what  has  happened. Tonight  we are  going out  to  watch  the lights  and  party  with  the  alcohol and  food  that  we have  managed  to  accumulate   we have  not  much  strength left  and  we are  sure  someone  stronger  will kill us  for our  stocks  before  morning.

Suicide  I  can imagine  you are  thinking  as  you  read  that last  paragraph , well yes  but  we have  had  enough  there is  nothing left  to  live  for . The  lights  will soon  have  killed  the entire  planet. I  have  to  laugh something  so beautiful  has  brought  us  to  this. Beauty  has  slaughtered  us, well no  we have  slaughtered  each other .watching_stars_without_you_by_chikaex0tica

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Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 46: (KNOT) in the D rhyme line.

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It is Wednesday and time for Ronovanwrite’s Décima Challenge.

Ronovan said : You may, if you wish, make some kind of link between the Haiku Challenge prompt of (SLIP and Time) and this Décima Challenge of KNOT in the D rhyme lineThis means you could write a haiku post using the prompt words. Then do a Décima post using this week’s prompt uniting the two with a common message. As always I make the link you can read my Haiku here.
The 2 CHALLENGES are SEPARATE but CAN BE combined if YOU CHOOSE to do so.

Time Slip

Image from Pixabay

We slip through the portals of time.
Caught in different streams we pass
Always missing you it’s a farce.
I reach out flaying around blind.
I slip through your grasp, so unkind.
I’m lost in a linear loop
All the chickens have flown the coop.
Climbing down slowly knot by knot.
Connecting the lines dot by dot
Torn assunder by Satan’s troop

One-Liner Wednesday. Men.

Hubby and I took Ruby for her second walk this afternoon and I was walking just behind them. Ruby stopped suddenly, so did hubby, so I stopped too, so as not to walk into Hubby. Ruby shifted back as did hubby’s…right on to my fault.

Hubby snapped”Don’t stand right behind mind me…be more careful” ?????

Bloody Men.

Oh, my foot is sore up it is okay.

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

#TANKA TUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 214, #THEMEPROMPT

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

It’s the fourth week of the month! Are you ready for a theme prompt?

This month’s theme is:

Dreams.

Colleen suggested an optional form for us to experiment with. A few months ago, Merril D. Smith wrote a poem called a Diatelle. She found this form on shadowpoetry.com.

“The Diatelle is a fun, syllable counting form like the etheree with a twist. The syllable structure of the diatelle is as follows: 1/2/3/4/6/8/10/12/10/8/6/4/3/2/1, but unlike an etheree, has a set rhyme pattern of abbcbccaccbcbba. This poetry form may be written on any subject matter and looks best center aligned in a diamond shape.”

Image from Pixabay.

Night Terrors

Dreams
They grow
And they flow
In black and white
Your deepest secrets show
In shadows of darkest night.
Could there be escape from unearthly plight.
Is that sunlight or are we caught in headlight beams.
Rooted incapable of fight or
flight.
Face my demons dodging their bite
They chase and scare me so.
I aim for light
Where to go
Oh! No.
Dreams.

This is part of Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

Heart on my sleeve.

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This is me here I stand,

You’ve taken my heart and crushed it in your hand.

Your words hurt they beat me down.

With a smile you watch me drown.

In my blood you see me thrash,

 Laying bets to when I’ll crash!

Beat me, slap me with your words

My mouth is taped, so my screams can’t be heard.

Cut me carve me it is nothing I have not done before .

Lost and wrecked on emotion’s shore.

Abuse me use me sate your need

Throw me off like an unwanted weed.

See my heart it’s wrent it in two

See it there on my sleeve for you.

No pride left I let it bleed dry

You don’t see the need within my eye.

There is not much more I can do

You tample on my soul, it’s black and blue

I stand here screaming silently

Bleeding need and blood constantly.

Hit me kick me just don’t look at my face,

No matter how hard I tried I’ve lost this race.

Here it comes the huge and vicious mouth

I can’t take any more I fall and stumble south.

Damn you damn you what can I do

To get respect or love from you.

Love okay it’s too late

Sorry, will  not compensate

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This is just a poem.

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