I broke a pair of rules this weekend, and while I didn't gain anything tangible by doing so, I'm still glad I did. Speaking of poems being set to music, this one actually has a refrain!
A clumsy dancer she was, but pretty
In an unassuming way,
For unlike all the others
She was not here for show,
But to show us ourselves at play.
The documentary maker
Could have been a photography major,
But the picture behind the camera
Was finer than what the lens saw.
A clumsy asker he was, uncertain,
But resolved to take a shot.
Simply asked and simply answered
They had no game to play
Though the answer he wanted was not what he got.
The documentary maker
Could have been a photography major,
But the picture behind the camera
Was finer than what the lens saw
A pleasant evening it was, and merry,
Had the answer been different
He'd smile a little more
But for that dance with a pretty girl
He'd no regrets for an evening well spent.
Not insane. Dare to Live
ReplyDeleteI can't read it now, cause as soon as I read your title all I could think of was Barney's get psyched mix.
ReplyDeleteJohn, of course, the only reason for the title was because of what Jon pointed out, though I had forgotten about the get psyched mix until he did (thanks a lot, little bro), I couldn't get the song out of my head once I had "Shot in the dark" stuck in there.
ReplyDeleteAlso, it just occurred to me that you also broke a rule. Breaking rules is good sometimes.
+JMJ+
ReplyDeleteThe refrain is wonderful! I usually think of artists haunted by the difference between what their minds can see and what their medium of choice can express--but the lens imagery adds another layer. Sometimes the media itself is limited.
Ha, you would turn it into something meaningful and symbolic, wouldn't you. I put no such deep thought into it, unless my subconscious. Thanks though, I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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