Song Lyric Sunday: Blue Grass Good Old Boys.

Hi it’s Sunday and time for Jim Adams to bring us this week’s prompt for Song Lyric Sunday, which is Blue Grass Music .

Bluegrass music is a genre of American roots music that developed in the 1940s in the Appalachian region of the United States. The genre derives its name from the band Bill Monroe and the Blue Grass Boys. Like mainstream country music, it largely developed out of old-time string music, though in contrast, bluegrass is traditionally played exclusively on acoustic instruments and also has roots in traditional English, Scottish, and Irish ballads and dance tunes as well as in blues and jazz. Bluegrass was further developed by musicians who played with Monroe, including 5-string banjo player Earl Scruggs and guitarist Lester Flatt. Monroe characterized the genre as: “Scottish bagpipes and ole-time fiddlin’. It’s a part of Methodist, Holiness and Baptist traditions. It’s blues and jazz, and it has a high lonesome sound.”

Now I find Blue Grass a very interesting it spans many years and locations . It’s very easy on the ear …now that may not be quite true, it’s very easy on my ear it may not be everyone’s cup of tea or coffee. I have chosen a very old song by a comparatively modern group.

Man of Constant Sorrow by Home Free.

Home Free is an American country a cappella group of five vocalists: Austin Brown, Rob Lundquist, Adam Rupp, Tim Foust, and Adam Chance. Starting as a show group, they toured with approximately 200 shows a year across the United States. The group won the fourth season of The Sing-Off on NBC in 2013. They sang an arrangement of Hunter Hayes‘ “I Want Crazy” as their final competitive song, earning the group $100,000 and a recording contract with Sony. More information Wiki

“Man of Constant Sorrow” (also known as “I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow“) is a traditional American folk song first published by Dick Burnett, a partially blind fiddler from Kentucky. The song was originally titled “Farewell Song” in a songbook by Burnett dated to around 1913. A version recorded by Emry Arthur in 1928 gave the song its current titles.

There exists some uncertainty as to whether Dick Burnett is the original writer. In an interview he gave toward the end of his life, he was asked about the song:

Charles Wolfe: “What about this “Farewell Song” – ‘I am a man of constant sorrow’ – did you write it?” Richard Burnett: “No, I think I got the ballad from somebody – I dunno. It may be my song …

I am a man of constant sorrow
I’ve seen trouble all my day
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was born and raised
(The place where he was born and raised)

For six long years I’ve been in trouble
No pleasures here on earth I found
For in this world I’m bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now
(He has no friends to help him now)

It’s fare thee well my old lover
I never expect to see you again
For I’m bound to ride that northern railroad
Perhaps I’ll die upon this train
(Perhaps he’ll die upon this train)

You can bury me in some deep valley
For many years where I may lay
Then you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in my grave
(While he is sleeping in his grave)

Maybe your friends think I’m just a stranger
My face, you’ll never see no more
But there is one promise that is given
I’ll meet you on God’s golden shore
(He’ll meet you on God’s golden shore)

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: John Allen / Scott Mills / Traditional / Victor Carrera

I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE 💜💜

Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Poetry Challenge #42. Use RECOVER as your inspiration this week.

A broken body holds sway over the mind..making the being irritable and unkind.
The touch of a child, the light of the sun, the kindness of strangers
The scents of nature revives like seasons the road back to health can be long

THIS IS PART OF RONOVANWRITE’S WEEKLY SIJO

One-Liner Wednesday on Thursday.

It’s been a long 36 hours but now I can relax.

PART OF LINDAGHILL’S ONE LINER WEDNESDAY.

#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 297, 11/8/2022, #SpecificForm: Kouta

WELCOME TO #TANKATUESDAY!

Hello, this week Colleen has asked us to write a Kouta for her specific form.

The elements of Kouta are:

a poem in 4 lines. (an occasional 5th line may appear)
a standalone poem, but its often is accompanied by other Koutas with the same theme.
syllabic, variable odd numbered syllable lengths, the most common patterns are written in lines of alternating 7-5-7-5 syllables or 7-7-7-5 syllables.
secular, personal, themes of ordinary life.
often include onomatopoeia (defined above).

Dreams

Rasping breath deep in her throat
Pit pat, pit pat paws
So slow now but she is loved.
Little hands caress

Dreams of speed and days gone by
She was a first class guide dog
The shrill trill of the whistle
A far off echo.

🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾

THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN TUESDAY TANKA CHALLENGE

Wordless Wednesday. Haven.

Wordless Wednesday

#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 277, #SpecificForm: tanka prose.

This month Colleen has chosen a Tanka Prose as our form to work with this month. I am not too good with this form I need more practice. I have written about my husband struggling with the aftermath of covid .

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Another night where sleep eludes us. The cough is so harsh and painful. It racks his being. I cannot sleep , I feel the strain on his body.
Silently I lay still for fear he may of found sleep and I do not want to wake him. Minutes pass I resist the urge to check he’s still breathing and I relax. Suddenly the rasping cough returns and rips the peace asunder.
Finally the dawn creeps through the curtains, he is silent, sleeping. I arise exhausted to face another day.

night shadows enfold
we exist in half life fear
will we ever rest
the covid cough is so cruel
lack of breath day and night tires.

This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 11, 2022 No picture from Nowhere.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a picture from wherever.” When you sit down to write your post, find a picture, whether in a magazine, newspaper, or even product packaging. Write whatever thought or emotion the picture provokes. Enjoy!

Well there are no books or newspapers near me and I have spent time thinking where can I find one and in all truth that is not in the spirit of SoCs is it. So today for once I am not even going to attempt to comply with the rules! Yup shock horror! I just can’t be bothered. I wonder if it’s the Covid or just me but I don’t feet right and I feel depressed.. I can usually hide it but not today… No I feel blar blur and I going to drown in it! Let it wash over me and give up for today and just hope tomorrow will be a better day.

Lurking in shadows
Vicious snapping at my heels
Lethargy appears
Sucking me into the black
Too tired to put up a fight

THIS IS PART OF LINDAGHILL’S STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS SATURDAY.

One-Liner Wednesday : Qué Sera, Sera.

I am breaking my habit of sticking to one line today because I feel the need to let it all out.

Qué Sera Sera. Fate has decided we are not to go and see Adam Lambert and Queen at the O2 tonight.
First she threw covid at us both, yuck, and now our beautiful Ruby is on a downhill with pain. Okay fate you win we are staying home and resting with Ruby.

Part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

Marriage Unarranged my review.

What a morning I am having! I am actually in bed feeling rough and tired because as I said on Stream of Consciousness Saturday, Hubby and I have got the nasty Covid!

But I wanted to republish my review of Ritu Bhathal’s Marriage Unarranged. Well so far I messed with my Goodreads and Amazon account trying to find it and now I feel stressed out! There is no point in worrying is there. So I am going to write another review from memory, after all I loved this book so much that I have read it twice and I have the paperback as well as the book on my Kindle. So before I fall asleep again or mess anything else up here we go!

News first!

Ritu has now signed with Spellbound Books and will be writing at least two more books in what Spellbound Books are calling The Rishtay Series, with book two coming out in June 2023! Rishtay means relationships, which covers both romantic and familial relationships that are at the heart of this whole series.

Marriage Unarranged is like diving into another culture and time. Set at the beginning of this Millennium we are totally transported into Aashi’s world. Family, culture, friends, bad reactions from Ravi’s family and travel…not only travel to India but Aashi’s journey to maturity.

As the story unfolds we see what a cad Aashi’s fiance Ravi is…how he is a liar and a cheat. Luckily for Aashi her family and her best friend Kiran are there to catch her as she falls.

Now a trip was planed to India with her mother to buy wedding Sarees and the like, that is changed to a holiday for Aashi, her two lovely brothers and Kiran. A trip of discovery for everyone in the group. This is where the book turned into a film inside my head, a Bollywood film. I was transported by the sights, sounds, history and smells of India. We travel on planes, trains and by foot, visit Markets, temples and even business places with Sunny, Aashi’s eldest brother.

Plus a chance encounter with a handsome stranger on the plane and a friendship made bodes well for all. I am not going to tell you any more because you need to read for yourselves, this is a book definitely do not to miss.

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© willowdot21 : Rutu at the second Bloggers Bash.

Ritu can be found at :

Twitter: @RituBhathal

Facebook

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Blog: But I Smile Anyway.

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Lets just throw in a little East meets West music.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 4, 2022.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “iron(y).” Use “iron,” use “irony,” or use both. Use them any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use both. Have fun!

No doubt a few people will of picked this song today! I mean it’s part of the derivation, iron, ironic and irony.

Well I find it very ironic that a garden party was organised for our neighbors, well that’s not ironic in itself but the irony is that two days before the party hubby went down with Covid. We had managed to avoid catching it for over two years then the day before a once in a lifetime event not to be repeated we can’t go…… The party still went ahead in our front garden but without us because hubby was sick in bed, and because of my will of iron though still negative yesterday I stayed away ! The Queen determined as she is will not see another 70year anniversary but there is plenty to see on the TV.

Well I am glad I did not go because this morning I took my third daily test and bingo I now am positive too. I would of felt awful had I gone to join them all and some of them had caught the Covid. So that’s ironed out I did not put anyone at risk.

I looked into the ironing room this morning, the ironing board, iron and pile of ironing waved to me and gave me the day off, just as well because I am feeling a tad under par. So we are staying in until we are better 😷😷