
Another holiday that I have not blogged about. A beautiful day in France, a quiet village, between rain storms. We stopped for a picnic and fell in love with this house or its reflection.
Another holiday that I have not blogged about. A beautiful day in France, a quiet village, between rain storms. We stopped for a picnic and fell in love with this house or its reflection.
Just jot it January : Day 2 : January 2nd Boisterous~Dan Antion thank you Dan for the prompt and Linda for the #jusjojan.
James was such a boisterous child
His shenanigans drove his parents wild.
Running here shouting there
Caused his parents to loose their hair.
James was not popular at a party
His gay abandon was too hearty
Mum and Dad hoped it was true
That he would calm down as he grew.
James was so full of fun and life
His biking and tree climbing caused strife
He was a frequent flier in A and E
But he was loved, that was plain to see.
James gave his parents quite a fright
When he suddenly changed over night.
Of a sudden he became quiet and calm
Bringing a Sweetheart home on his arm…………
Jimmie jnr was another boisterous child
His shenanigans drove his parents wild. !!
😀
Thank you to my way blog sister Ritu of But I Smile Anyway for nominating me for this challenge. She knows I love a challenge and I love music.
Who shall I nominate, I would like to Nominate Sue Vincent of Daily Echo because I would love to know her taste in music.
And Lorraine at Lorraine’s Freudian slip.
Day two. I choose to share the song Still from the film Dogma, written and sung by Alanis Morissette.
The film is about a narrowly avoided Apocalypse. Alanis plays the part of God and Alan Rickman played the Angel Gabriel. I shall tell you no more but I can highly recommend the film.
The words are on the video and once you have heard and read them you will see, I hope , why I think this song is of worth and means a lot to me. Especially with todays news in the middle East in fact all over the world everyday.
Our Blog Sis Ritu at But I smile anyway has come up with another challenge for us this month Musicalmarch.
Ritu said : “Nothing too serious or tedious.Just a chance to share some songs! If you fancy posting a song for any reason this March, tag it #musicalmarch and link back to one of my posts so I can listen to your special songs too!
Today is Day 2 of Musicalmarch, so I want to share a song I have loved for a long time , original and a cover version.
I have loved Kate Bush for ever and have always felt a connection with her lyrics and music. She writes such beautiful lyrics.
Running up the Hill , resonates with my life the awful feeling of running through quick sand just to get through the day. She explains it perfectly the hopelessness we all feel at different points in our life.
Apparently I have always misinterpreted the song, this is what Kate Bush said about the it.
“I was trying to say that, really, a man and a woman, can’t understand each other because we are a man and a woman. And if we could actually swap each other’s roles, if we could actually be in each other’s place for a while, I think we’d both be very surprised! [Laughs] And I think it would lead to a greater understanding. And really the only way I could think it could be done was either… you know, I thought a deal with the devil, you know. And I thought, ‘well, no, why not a deal with God!’ You know, because in a way it’s so much more powerful the whole idea of asking God to make a deal with you. You see, for me it is still called “Deal With God”, that was its title. But we were told that if we kept this title that it would not be played in any of the religious countries, Italy wouldn’t play it, France wouldn’t play it, and Australia wouldn’t play it! Ireland wouldn’t play it, and that generally we might get it blacked purely because it had God in the title.”
Personally I still think it describes life’s struggles. What do you think?
Below is the very best of the many covers of this beautiful song, it is by Placebo. The Video is really special!It makes me think everybody struggles with life .
DAY 2
Today’s prompt a poem about a lie.
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He offered her the fruit all beautiful and red
“Look at the beauty here it will make you wise”, he said.
“It is from the tree of wisdom”, he smiled, ” beautiful and new”
She hesitated slightly for to take fruit from that tree was not allowed, and this she knew.
Hissing sweetly and gently nudging her arm
The handsome snake beguiled her, she was caught up in his charm.
“No one will ever notice and I shall never tell
Take it quickly while no one is looking you can share with man as well.”
“Are you sure we can eat this” the first man asked of her
“Of course we can” she lied the snake’s charm made her no longer care.
All she knew was that she wanted to taste the fruit because it was was forbidden.
The snake had said the taste was beyond compare and after a little coaxing the man did as he was bidden.
Just one bite each they took and at once they knew
This was no fantastical fruit. What the snake had said was untrue.
The sky went dark and lightening flashed both man and woman began to shiver
Fear hit them, a feeling they had never known.The snake wagged his tale as happily, off he began to sliver.
“Who has eaten of my tree” a loud and angry voice asked
“I told you, you could have anything but to not touch this tree, you had been tasked.”
Neither man nor woman wanted the blame so each quickly blamed the other
They suddenly felt their nakedness and so both ran for cover.
What happened next is well known it is the oldest tale of all
Snake, man or woman, who lied first? I think it was the snake who cause Eden’s fall.
KL CALEY
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