Could you have imagined
as In-laws looked on
at the Warwickshire lad who
swept the nurse off her feet,
what fifty years would bring.
A half century on, time has been
and what a time it was,
from a still black and white photograph
as family joined, a celebration
that has been at sea and the comfort
of dry land, did you imagine
ever
that the life you have shared
would have been
before playing Cribbage
Wearing the outside
in these days, my Grandfather
would have raised
an eyebrow at the lack of formality
even behind the closed
green and yellow door,
brill creamed silver hair, combed
in, neatly presented,
even out of uniform,
he stood tall.
These days
in, are fraught
behind the closed doors
we have shut
tight, stopping short of hammering
wood across the entrance,
confining ourselves
to the odd peek
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Some of the best moments take only a minute to appreciate just how much has gone into them, how strong the sense of dedication and thought shapes the end result. For some the seemingly short pulse is actually the continuous, the never-ending dance set to the sound of the classic that everybody recognises but to which the steps often allude until they suddenly became clear, when they recognise the beauty in the breeze of music.
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All good things will eventually find their way back home, they will once more join forces and defeat a common foe, the divide breached and the songs of glory, honour, melancholic splendour all being heard through the villages and to the point where the bell call out… such a statement could be reserved for the stories of Middle Earth, for the minds of those who see the world through stories that strike home the importance of continuous conversation and the ability to relay a story that honours all.
“Put that light out”, would come a voice of thunder
from outside on the street, “Don’t you know
there’s a war on?”
You couldn’t answer back
by saying I know my rights, but I need to see,
how am I supposed to do this, that, and a bit of the other
if my lights aren’t glaring, lighting up the streets…
any way I don’t believe there is danger
up in the skies, I think you are over
reacting, jumped up little Hitler,
that sound above
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10
No matter what you do, you cannot appeal to everyone at the same time, all the time…but you can certainly influence their thought by showing them that their range can be expanded, their love can be magnified; you might not be all things to all people but You Ain’t Done showing them that you have so much more to give.
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We chase our dreams with almost furious intent, sometimes to the detriment of the way we might find ourselves holding the future in hands made of clay, or being strangers, untrue to ourselves, our true selves and by the time we realise it, it is almost always, certainly over; the dream having become a millstone round our necks, for the tomorrow we sought became cluttered, full of the colour that meant nothing on the canvas we had.
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The thread we pull can lead to the unravelling of the soul, a feeling of nakedness, vulnerability, at the very least a distraction to which leads to thinking constantly of repair, time taken to heal.
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We listen to music to be entertained and enthralled, more importantly we listen to learn about ourselves, to find ways to shed the skin we have and to inhabit a new belief, to force ourselves to transform from the basic uneducated version to one of the fully rounded human being, one who sees metamorphosis as a right and not as a hindrance.
The art of the Shapeshifting mortal is one lost to someone who refuses to see time as a teacher, they cling to the belief that it is the surroundings that alter their appearance, that the individual remains, implausibly, the same.
Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10
It has been described as a decade of much change, a period in which we first started to forget about the social obligations that we had fought so hard to improve after the dark days that came in the form of fear and the possible knock at the door, a decade that came with the start of greed and unthought of middle class affluence driving the nation under the banner of wealth creation, it had many guises, many different faces, not all of it a measure for good.