every page I turn
tells a story of my life
a voice from the past
Old Family Photo Album
Family photo album
The entire family is long deceased
Album ends up in a thrift store
Full of beautiful family photos and history
Sits on shelf unsold
Gathering dust
She said she did like
saying it
but if he wanted sum or
to marry
he best keep looking
Said here intentions were
Odvious wasn't no
illusions
We far as it goes
In this relationship
Ain't no need acting
That's the way it is
Tipping through the tulips
Said he stumbled on sumthang
Special
She's ah friend to me
a real special one
Maybe I want more
Than want she was
Willing to give
Time to slip outta
Before I am head over heels
Don't need no drama y'all
That's how it is
Step away
We stepping away y'all
Don't need no foolishness
We stepping away y'all
The
Fluter wants more than
What the sanga is willing
to be
Maybe the time apart
Could settle what's
Wrong with you and me
Ain't no drama here
We real good friends
Let's keep it real
This is how this thang ends
Sun reflect—
soporific effect
of sultry, languorous afternoon.
A photo album, open in an attic room,
of my family and dear friends gone all too soon.
Phantasmagorically fey—
gallimaufry in stray
disarray.
Pulgar De Capo< who wrote the lyrics
I heard he was scared to use his active card
due to it's name.:per diem, or diurnal. He
bought a new guitar and meet up with his
tour manager to discuss changing the way
his tour would be funded. He saw his success
in music as being more modern. "Man I aint riding
no horse from town to town. " We can get a tour bus
have an onboard Cusine Specalist, excercise goon : and a vocal coach.
The drummer, the gutairist and the pianist and keyboard
operate can share the ride with me
save the money and just deal with
tryna be freinds in the end!"
They toured the nation and did some gigs in Mexico and Canada. They bought a manion on Baja Pennensula: there they meet up with
Opera Gig masters.
"That Disco type stuff is new. We founded New-Wave Groove" a new way of jamming and creating
soothing groove minded music!" we love the New Type "Cool Grooves" that wicked Funky Cool Stuff"
Pulgar Mannticc
guitar palyer
for
Manntic Live
Hi everyone
I'm so excited to announce my new album called INVISIBLE
it took years to write and compile these great songs,
there are 10 in total.
Do me a favor please, go to:
johnderekhamilton.bandcamp.com
and give it a listen and please leave a comment
this is very important to me.
Thanks for all of your support.
John Derek Hamilton
September 12,2025
They take the powder, then leave.
Then circle back around for the wings.
They've stripped you of flight
turned you back into an insect
no hope to reach the yellowing light.
Before your last breath, they've already slanted the epitaph.
In the aftermath, there's no empathy.
No chance to speak or weave an alibi.
All good deeds downplayed or forgotten.
A nameless moth in the back of the family album.
Sky album opens
as day dawns
displaying
color spectrum
changing colors
from morn to noon
then noon to afternoon
till evening merging
to night
spreading tapestry
of turquoise sky
embedded with
sparkling spangles
of twinkling stars.
Front cover of fresh sunrays,
intermittent pages
controlled by dazzling sun
on day dreams
rolling rippling
slipping to calm quiet
serenity of evening
to be twined with
charcoal night
showing back cover
as day is over.
The Fab Four crossing Abbey Road in single file, led by John in white suit
and shoes, followed by Ringo in black suit and shoes, bare footed Paul
in gray suit and George in denim and white shoes, all in synced with left
foot forward, except Paul and their short shadows inside the crossing.
Tree and parked car lined road under a clear blue sky, brown flats
peeking or towering the green trees and a bystander on the right
side and cars in both lanes a long way off, no traffic, no pedestrians
on a sunny, midday, based on the shadows in Abbey Road in London.
No album title, no band’s name and no artist name, just an image so
simple and memorable, the band casually crossing Abbey Road in a
moment of stillness that became one of the famous artworks in
history and album cover of all time and one of the most imitated.
I find an album with matt thick black pages
my wet eyes hungry for each pose of this girl
in pigtails with a reluctant kitty, then on a bike
in a pretty prom dress, then holding a baby, me
turning the pages your smiles become frauds
your skin wrinkled, your pain quiet and graceful
Am I here, am I there ...
Am I screaming everywhere,
Can't get in, can't get out
Snared by what it's all about
Beats of blue-green 'round my head
Share the space with rockets of red,
Splashes of yellow paint pour ...
Black and white reassures me more
Louder and louder, nearly deaf
Are there any sane one's left?,
Just what is it, tell me quick
Really, is it all in the music?
Thinking About the Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
1963-A new voice appeared in the folk music scene,
his songwriting skills came into play with this
album. Eleven of the thirteen songs were his
original writings. Songs like “Blowin’ in the Wind”
“A Hard Rains a Gonna Fall” and “Masters of War”
sparked a new revival and direction in folk music and
began the prolific career of one of musical history’s greatest
songwriters. Freewheelin’ was my introduction that led to a
life long fascination with the man and his music.
Memories Of Yesterday
A drawer filled with tattered
worn albums.
Each album holds sepia
toned pictures.
Photos of long dead members
of the family tree.
Most of them I never
knew.
I rarely look at them as
they are the past.
I hold on to them
because I am part of them.
I see a blank spot
reserved just for me.
I too will become one
of them some day.
Side A:
Players of an album made...
Vinyl, cassette, CD.
Audio output displayed
To ears of you and me.
Mono in the days of old
For output of a song.
Better mixing would unfold
When stereo came along.
Physicality was more
Abundant way back when.
One went to the music store
To buy albums - and then...
Side B:
...after years of being sold
In shops to you and me,
Music nowadays is told
And heard in MP3.
One's collection can be built
Online and through their phone.
Consider music as a quilt
With tracks together sewn.
Who would have visioned or thought
That since days of devices,
Artists can be streamed and bought
At reasonable prices?
To
The Unresolved Album cover with the null and void album
Cc
Involved parties in disputed acquittal
Bcc
Ownership of microfiche
Subject
“I let the fish go”
Dear concerned parties
(To whom it may concern)
After writing free verse for quite a few years, I am feeling my free verse is hurting me too much these days. Most of these are like daily writing, as I simply register the day to day in trivialities. Why will one care about your stuff anyway, if these are always tracing back to the ridicule zone, almost always? They were cathartic reasons, but they were never torturing this much, they were whence time was true.I hold no grudges, and I stop unfolding there, as I care deeply, and vulnerably.
Let them know. Let them grow.
Thanking,
A writer.
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