pedantic Posted November 23, 2008 Share Posted November 23, 2008 After reading through absolutely loads of offerings here, I decided to post some of my own. I was going to add to a few post's ... but most of my writing is 'slush' and simply can't compare with some of you accomplished folk here. I thought, Best to keep it in a hole on it's own. ------------------------------------------ A good songwriter should always be in loveIt pay's dividends, you gain a song or twoBut, I cannot help feeling sorry for the chickWho, genuinely, falls in love. - who said that? :whistling: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pedantic Posted November 23, 2008 Author Share Posted November 23, 2008 Trees: Ballad in C major Trees are beautifulTrees are greenTheresa'a beautifulI had to write this songIt seem so longSince anyone like you.. Theresa beautifulTheresa dreamTheresa sing along with meIn perfect harmonyIt's been so longSince anyone like you.. Theresa sit by meTheresa, just won't youCome a little closer then'Cause you don't know me well enoughDon't take too longTo tell me that you do.. Trees are beautifulTrees are greenTheresa's beautifulI had to write this songIt seems so longSince anyone like you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pedantic Posted November 23, 2008 Author Share Posted November 23, 2008 Just a thought: It was rude I thoughtThe click of my heelsAs I strode the roadInterrupting, obstructingAs I crossed in a stateTo the field with a gateA section of timeA thought for a linePut forth in a verseTo seek and to findTo bleed from my tongueJust one moment longA word for nature. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pedantic Posted November 23, 2008 Author Share Posted November 23, 2008 Song for Jeannette: I heard a songThe other dayIt said the wordsI have to say to her A penny forHer thought's I spareI wonder doesShe really care for me Shady ladySpeak to meFor in your blue eyesI can see you stir Baby maybeWe can shareOur hopes, our dreamsOur love & care together I heard a songThe other dayIt said the wordsI have to say to her I'll tell her howI love her soAnd how I'll neverLet her slip away Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dezdimona Posted November 23, 2008 Share Posted November 23, 2008 very nice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pedantic Posted November 24, 2008 Author Share Posted November 24, 2008 very nice. Oh, Thank you Dez. You're writing is held in high esteem, it goes direct to my very soul. Here's a slushy one for you to laugh at. I used to regularly see this girl from a very wealthy family riding her horse. The only time she ever spoke to me was to tell me (not ask) to "open the damn gate will you", but she was such a divine looking creature I simply obliged. To a Lady Behold the tepid pastureYielding forth daisiesFrail as your hairRippling in the winds utteranceOf your cheeksWhen your humour is rousedTo see you laughApon the antics of your horseThese pleasant thingsI would not squanderWith each scant glimpe I catchI grow yet fonderBut is this not follyFor you know me notHe whose every thought embraces youAnd has spanned the yawnBefore this evening of solitudeAnd night of hopeless dreams. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dezdimona Posted November 25, 2008 Share Posted November 25, 2008 That, is beautiful. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pedantic Posted November 25, 2008 Author Share Posted November 25, 2008 That, is beautiful. You're too kind. So kind, infact, that I clicked your egg! :thanks: Um...that cave woman is a little terrifying. Well, no, she's fine .....it's just the whotsit, you know, the cudgel thing ... in her hands it looks unsettling :unsure: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dezdimona Posted November 25, 2008 Share Posted November 25, 2008 I always get what I go after! ;D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pedantic Posted November 25, 2008 Author Share Posted November 25, 2008 I always get what I go after! ;D I never get what I want, or even what I need. For that reason, neither does anyone in any of my songs .. LOL Here is some more Vogon poetry for you (written for guitar and fiddle, Modal) THE FORTUNE MAN A gypsy girlWent riding outAll on a summers dayTo seek and findThe fortune manAnd in his bed to lay'o The fortune manA traveller trueAnd tinker by his tradeHad stole' the heartOf sweet AileenSo for a week he'd stayed'o She looked that day'Til twilight cameBut nothing she did seeThe fortune manHad stole awayAnd left her with a baby So sweet AileenDid homeward turnAll for her bed to weepAnd made a vowThat man to killThe next time they should meet'o The months passed byeShe rode out farAll asking on her wayThen happened onA pretty lassWho knew whence he did stay'o She spent that nightA honing trueThe dagger she did saveTo run him throughAnd pierce his heartAnd put him in his grave'o The morning cameShe sought him outAnd met apon her wayThe pretty lassWho'd told her whenceThe fortune man did stay'o She told her ofThe vow she'd madeAnd what she was to doYou can't did cryThe pretty lassI have his baby too'o Sweet Aileens faceDid paler growAnd upward she did lookThen screamed And held the dagger highThen her own life she took'o The pretty lassWent riding outAll on that bloody dayDid stab the sleepingFortune manAnd wept beside his grave'o Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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