My Boy Builds Coffins – Florence & The Machine, Lungs
My boy builds coffins with hammers and nails
He doesn’t build ships, he has no use for sails
He doesn’t make tables, dressers or chairs
He can’t carve a whistle cause he just doesn’t care
Musical Poetry #14: Who You Are
Who You Are – Jessie J, Who You Are
I stare at my reflection in the mirror
Why am I doing this to myself?
Losing my mind on a tiny error,
I nearly left the real me on the shelf
No, no, no, no
Musical Poetry #13: Daydreamin’
Daydreamin’ – Lupe Fiasco, Food & Liquor
Daydream
I fell asleep beneath the flowers
For a couple of hours
Such a beautiful day
Musical Poetry #12: Through The Wire
Through The Wire – Kanye West, The College Dropout
I drink a Boost for breakfast, an Ensure for dessert
Somebody ordered pancakes, I just sip the sizzurp
That right there could drive a sane man berserk
Not to worry, Mr. H-to-the-Izzo’s back to wi-zerk
How do you console my mom or give her light support
Telling her her son’s on life support?
Musical Poetry #11 – Jealous
Jealous – Labrinth
I’m jealous of the rain
That falls upon your skin
It’s closer than my hands have been
I’m jealous of the rain
Quote Of The Month – December 2020
Three Weeks Into November 2020
I don’t know what I’m planning on writing right now. All I know is that I’ve been absent on here. I’ve been absent in the commitment I made to myself to write regularly. And maybe I feel particularly guilty right now as it’s NaNoWriMo. A time of year when would-be novelists the world over come together to write beautiful stories together even though they may be worlds apart.
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Musical Poetry #10 – Video
Video – India. Arie, Acoustic Soul
Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don’t
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won’t
Depend of how the wind blows I might even paint my toes
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul
