Tag: Flowers
Wordless Wednesday, Easter also means Flowers.
Love Is In Da Blog.
Hi it’s day 23 of Bee Halton’s Love Is In Da Blog. Todays prompt is Flora and Fauna. I chose The Move’s Flowers in the rain. It’s an amazing song I have a sneaky feeling it’s about drugs but that apart it’s a great song . It also has a lot of history ….
“Flowers in the Rain” is a song by English rock band The Move. The song was released as a single and reached number two in 1967 on the UK Singles Chart, and number four in Ireland.
The song was written by the Move’s guitarist/vocalist Roy Wood. As with many of Wood’s early songs, the basis of “Flowers in the Rain” was a book of fairy tales which Wood authored while at The Moseley College of Art.The distinctive instrumental arrangement, including oboe, clarinet, cor anglais and French horn, was suggested by assistant producer Tony Visconti.
Flowers in the Rain achieved its own place in pop history by being the first record to be played on BBC Radio 1 when the station was launched on 30 September 1967. Played by DJ Tony Blackburn.
In a promotional stunt for the record — typical of the band’s manager Tony Secunda — a postcard was released with a cartoon of a naked then-Prime Minister Harold Wilson in bed with his secretary Marcia Williams. Wilson sued, and the High Court ordered that all royalties from the song be donated to a charity of Wilson’s choice. This legal arrangement remains in force to this day and is thought to have cost the group millions of pounds over the years. During the single’s chart success, most of the money went to the Spastics Society and Stoke Mandeville Hospital. In the 1990s, The Observer newspaper reported the royalties had exceeded £200,000 and found that The Harold Wilson Charitable Trust had extended the range of beneficiaries to include, among others, the Oxford Operatic Society, Bolton Lads Club and the Jewish National Fund for Israel.
“Flowers in the Rain” is a song by English rock band The Move. The song was released as a single and reached number two in 1967 on the UK Singles Chart, and number four in Ireland. Information Wikipedia
Woke up one morning half asleep
With all my blankets in a heap
And yellow roses scattered all around
The time was still approaching four
I couldn’t stand it any more
Saw marigolds upon my eider down
I’m just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain
Making the garden grow
I’m just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain
Keeping me cool
So I lay upon my side with all the windows open wide
Couldn’t pressurise my head from speaking
Hoping not to make a sound
I pushed my bed into the ground
In time to catch the sight that I was seeking
I’m just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain
Making the garden grow
I’m just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain
Keeping me cool
If this perfect pleasure has the key
Then this is how it has to be
If my pillow’s getting wet
I don’t see that it matters much to me
I heard the flowers in the breeze
Make conversation with the trees
Relieved to leave reality behind me
With my commitments an a mess
My sleep has gone away depressed
In a world of fantasy you’ll find me
I’m just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain
Making the garden grow
I’m just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain
Keeping me cool
Watching flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
Flowers, flowers in the rain
Flowers, flowers in the rain
Flowers, flowers in the rain
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Roy Wood
Wordless Wednesday. Summer.
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 364 TENDER and Who.
THIS IS PART OF RONOVANWRITE’S WEEKLY HAIKU CHALLENGE.
Young tender flowers
who will argue with summer
Resplendent in bloom.
Wordless Wednesday. Spot the Bee 🐝
Wordless Wednesday. Hearts in flowers.
#TANKA TUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 223, #THEMEPROMPT
It’s the fourth week of the month! Are you ready for a theme prompt? Kat from last month’s challenge picked the theme:
“Pick a Flower” and using one of the syllabic forms we use, tell us why it is special to you.“
My mother was a gentle woman, loving and kind, her favourite flowers were Anemone, I have written a Nonet about her and her flowers because I miss her.
Always small yet colourful
Never over assuming
Elf like colour pools
Mother loved these flowers
Open bright and blooming
Nothing pleased her as these
Enchanting little Anemones.
Wordless Wednesday 16/9/20
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