∙϶∙ looking at you through the past ∙ϵ∙

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i should have seen it

coming since i was looking

at you through the past

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or was i looking

past you?  anticipating

seeing through your lies

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or at least hoping

but it was never easy

to tell if  you were

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real or an object

of  my obsession…     born of

my desperation

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and loneliness…    God,

i want you to see me…    tell

me the truth for once

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you said it was the

moon that betrayed me and the

stars that were lying

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bubbles in my glass

of  your heady wine make me

wonder if  you’re real

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but i learned the hard

truth of  you…    the stars don’t lie

the way that you do

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i don’t see the real

you     …i don’t really see you…

you never saw me

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“Through Glass”   Stone Sour

the poem revision was strongly influenced by this song

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revision posted  21 September 2011

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i’m looking at you

originally posted 29 March 2010

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i’m looking at you

trying to see inside your soul

wondering…..

do i really see you?

do i see the real you?

or are you just a figment of my imagination?

the ethereal object of my obsession?

made from the heat of my desire?

born in the fires of my passion?

living only in my longing     …..yearning     …..needing so desperately

for someone to hold me     .….desire me     ..…love me

are you even here?

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❧❦ giving ❦❧

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you gave me your heart

placed it gently next to mine…..

i knew you loved me

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i knew you loved me

from the look in your eyes    ….so

i gave you my Love

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i gave you my Love…

smiling, you said Love was why

you gave me your heart

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“If  I Give My Heart To You”    Nat King Cole 

originally posted  23 February 2012

artwork  ~   “Cupid and Psyche”  Annie Swynnerton  1891
public domain }

this is my submission to ~

Poetry Pantry #244    at    Poets United
submit a new or old poem

thank you,  Mary

this was originally prompted by ~

The Haiku Challenge   at   Few Miles
Day 23  prompt:   Theme ~ Joy of  giving

Form ~   ABC,  CDE,  EFA

thank you Someone is Special for hosting the challenge!

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white bird spread your wings

fly away from love’s last breath

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beneath the lyrics at the bottom of  this post is the story of  how this song came about if  you are interested.


“White Bird”   It’s A Beautiful Day

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two lines taken  from the  final verse ~
originally posted  1 February 2012  { version below is revised slightly }
this song was the true inspiration  for my poem,  as in Muse was making it play over and over and over again in my head while i was trying to get more than two hours sleep….  a waste of  time on my part.  i should have just gotten up immediately.  i wrote what became the  final verse, but Muse wanted me on my laptop, writing  “back story”  as i was listening to this gorgeous song.  i must say that after reading the lyrics  {at the bottom of  this post}  i almost didn’t write anything ~ reading the lyrics as a poem….  well,  it is already perfection.  damn Muse still wouldn’t leave me alone.  please  forgive me  for my hubris.

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beginnings of  love

hot  ~  summer  ~  sunny

fever  ~  fervor  ~  burning

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one loved completely

the other used craft and wiles

…..manipulated

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unexpected storm

one wrong word      or      just mis-heard

over-re-action

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all pretense lifted

life together became

cold  ~  winter  ~  icy  ~  white

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he declared me…        HIS!

put me in a golden cage

set it next to yours

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yesterday i loved…

today i mourn…     tomorrow…

i will release you

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white bird spread your wings

fly away from love’s last breath

white bird…    please release me

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“White Bird”   It’s A Beautiful Day

lyrics~

White Bird
In a golden cage
On a winter’s day
In the rain
White Bird
In a golden cage
Alone

The leaves blow
‘Cross the long black road
To the darkened skies
In its rage
But the White Bird
Just sits in her cage
Unknown.

White Bird must fly
Or she will die

White Bird
Dreams of the Aspen tree
With their dying leaves
Turning gold
But the White Bird
Just sits in her cage
Growing old.

White Bird must fly
Or she will die
White Bird must fly
Or she will die

The sunsets come
The sunsets go
The clouds
Float by
And the Earth
Turns slow

And the young bird’s
Eyes do always glow
And she must fly
She must fly
She must fly

White Bird
In a golden cage
On a winter’s day
In the rain
White Bird
In a golden cage
Alone

White Bird must fly
Or she will die
White Bird must fly
Or she will die
White Bird must fly
Or she will die
White Bird must fly…

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the story behind the song ~

It’s a Beautiful Day was a band formed in San Francisco, California in 1967, the brainchild of violinist David LaFlamme.
LaFlamme, a former soloist with the Utah Symphony Orchestra, had previously been in the band Orkustra, and unusually, played a five-string violin. The other members were his wife Linda (keyboards), Pattie Santos (vocals), Hal Wagenet (guitar), Mitchell Holman (bass) and Val Fuentes (drums). Although they were one of the earliest and most important San Francisco bands to emerge from the Summer of Love, It’s a Beautiful Day never quite achieved the success of their contemporaries such as The Grateful Dead, Jefferson Airplane and Santana, with whom they had connections. It’s A Beautiful Day created a unique blend of rock, jazz, folk, classical and world beat styles during the seven years the band was officially together.

The group’s original manager, Matthew Katz, had previously worked with Jefferson Airplane and Moby Grape. The members of It’s a Beautiful Day were unaware that the other two groups were already trying to end their business relationships with Katz. During 1967 and early 1968 Katz prevented It’s a Beautiful Day from performing in San Francisco, telling them they were not ready. He booked their first public appearances at a club he controlled in Seattle, Washington formerly known as the Encore Ballroom. Katz renamed the club “San Francisco Sound”. While in Seattle the group lived in the attic of an old house owned by Katz while writing and rehearsing new songs in between club performances. Few customers came to the club during It’s a Beautiful Day’s engagement in Seattle during December 1967.

The group’s signature song “White Bird” was inspired by the experiences David and Linda LaFlamme had while living in Seattle. In an ironic twist on the band’s name, the sad song was partly inspired by Seattle’s rainy winter weather. In a later interview, David LaFlamme said:
“Where the ‘white bird’ thing came from … We were like caged birds in that attic. We had no money, no transportation, the weather was miserable. We were just barely getting by on a very small food allowance provided to us. It was quite an experience, but it was very creative in a way.”

By the time the group members returned to San Francisco they were broke and frustrated at Katz’s attempts to manipulate their career. In desperation they began playing at a few clubs without Katz’s approval. The band gradually began to gain some recognition and earn money. It’s a Beautiful Day got their first big break when offered a chance to open for Cream at the Oakland Coliseum on October 4, 1968. Around this time the group first began a long process of trying to disentangle themselves from Katz.

The band’s debut album, It’s a Beautiful Day, was produced by David LaFlamme in Los Angeles and released by Columbia Records in 1969. It featured tracks such as “White Bird”, “Hot Summer Day”, and “Time Is”. The theme from the song “Bombay Calling” was later used, at a slower tempo, by Deep Purple as the intro to “Child in Time” on its In Rock album. The vocals and violin playing of David LaFlamme plus Pattie Santos’ singing attracted attention including FM radio play, and nationally, “White Bird” bubbled under Billboard’s Hot 100 chart, peaking at #118.

By 1970 the original lineup of the band had changed somewhat; the LaFlammes had split up and Linda left the band, replaced by Fred Webb. The following album, Marrying Maiden, released in 1970, was a chart hit.

The band continued on to record Choice Quality Stuff/Anytime in 1971 and the live album Live At Carnegie Hall in 1972, touring until 1974 when they split up. In 1976, LaFlamme’s solo version of “White Bird” finally cracked the Billboard Hot 100, peaking at #89. Pattie Santos was killed in a car crash on December 14, 1989.

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·ᵟ· δ ·· the sound of silence ·· δ ·ᵟ·

silence

is   the

sound

between

rain
ᵟ   drops

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“The Sound of Silence”   Simon & Garfunkel

originally posted  23 August 2011 ~ this was one of  the top  five most viewed posts in 2013

photograph  ~   “rain dance”    Virginia  (Ginny)  Sanderson
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SILENCE IS ALSO WHAT WE HEAR ABOUT  ONE OF  THE MOST IMPORTANT,  MOST NEGLECTED AND MOST BASIC OF HUMAN RIGHTS ~  CLEAN WATER.

clean, safe water is scarce all around the world. water is taken for granted in “developed” countries. over large parts of the world, humans have inadequate access to potable water and use sources contaminated with disease vectors, pathogens or unacceptable levels of toxins or suspended solids. such water is not wholesome, and drinking or using such water in food preparation leads to widespread acute and chronic illnesses and is a major cause of death and misery in many countries…..Read More

if you want to do something to help, there are legitimate charities which are working to provide access to clean water ~ from a “straw” which filters water as it is drunk to water pumps powered by children playing on an old-fashioned merry-go-round. digging wells may seem simple, but how does one know where to dig? and where would the very strength to dig come from if  everyone is ill from drinking contaminated water?  { always check out a charitable organization before donating. }

we all need to be conserving water because there are major droughts and global warming which may ~ no, will ~ cause fresh water shortages around the world in this century.  everyone can do something to help by using less water.


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・ɤ・ ɕ・・ doors ・・ɕ ・ɤ・

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door…     entrance…     exit…

close it to shut others out

doors can be broken

break it in to reach the prize

or break out…     then walk away

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“Break on Through”    The Doors

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originally posted  24 February 2012

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image  ~    Erika Jensen
{  fair use }

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“Break on Through”    The Doors

lyrics ~

You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side, yeah

We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Yeah!
C’mon, yeah

Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get high
She get high
She get high
She get high

I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, oww! Oh, yeah!

Made the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

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