TBD on Ning

Old tunes

Ready for a new one? May we try something different? I have been tripping of late through my old tunes and find many memories stirred through the process. They are coming out in my haikus. Loose rules here except for the 5-7-5 standard. Write a haiku about your favorite tune, capture favorite lines from your song, write about your favorite songwriter or however you choose to do it. You can tell what the song is if you like or have your friends guess. Let's have some fun here and bring back some of our favorite tunes. Might be a way of honoring our "heroes" of younger years. Below are a couple of haikus from our prior discussions as examples:

I talk to the wind
time to say goodbye my dear
the wind does not hear

(by Scott Williamson in 'Goodbye and Wind')

OR -

c'mon and touch me
can't you see I'm not afraid
c'mon touch me babe

Tags: haiku, lyrics, memories, song

Replies to This Discussion

Permalink Reply by metub4 on November 25, 2011 at 8:18pm

you are what you is

and that is all that it is

you have what you have

Permalink Reply by metub4 on November 25, 2011 at 8:21pm

tears begin to fall

I'm sitting here all alone

no love of my own

Permalink Reply by metub4 on December 9, 2011 at 5:26pm

friends eternally

it's a long road behind me

and I miss you now

Permalink Reply by Angharad on December 13, 2011 at 5:13pm

I just listened to a recording of My Beloved singing this in his office...Al would've clapped along.

i can turn skies blue

make a ship sail on dry land

or fly like a bird

with all my powers

you're the key to happiness

can't get next to you....

Permalink Reply by Angharad on December 27, 2011 at 1:51pm

Great version, K.

And so true for most of us--that terrible fear of being misunderstood...

Permalink Reply by Angharad on December 27, 2011 at 1:07pm

Donny Hathaway was such a talent. So soulful.

ain't it wonderful...

still loving one another

we can remain friends

Permalink Reply by Angharad on December 29, 2011 at 8:04pm

black is the color

of my true love's hair...his face

soft and wondrous fair

the purist eyes and

the strongest hands...I love the

ground on where he stands

i love my lover

and well he knows...i love the

ground on where he goes

and still i hope that

the time will come when he and

i will be as one...

Permalink Reply by Angharad on January 13, 2012 at 7:21pm

When I was a teenager, my dad, who was a Naval officer and seldom home, loved this song. Once he swept me up into his arms and danced with me as we sang it together, seeming to know that this was our shared destiny. I loved him so very much.

Yes, Daddy, now I'm old and beginning to wonder...it that all there is?