An odd
feathery down-
turn of newfound
dreaded funds was fortu-
nately worth more than what the hated Fur-
ry Rotund Honey Dew knew to be water fronting wooden draft-
y thunder dogs so worn and dandy that the Candy Man alone
could run like Daddy throwing deft redun-
dant forts around as if
the 14th Door
had come
unglued
revealing nothing but a fairy hut with 20 clown head toadies trending up-
ward where
the Theory Runes are read by nude defrauding dry
Mad Dorks who author notes defying the very turf
we've surfed so far today
and further on into the night that not
a single sole can say will end up swell in terms of Old Brown Shoe
repair.
They broke my heart too,
with honesty
"Whispering words
of wisdom"
caustic,
bitter and raw
for effect
The end is dry and nigh,
so are the shades of yellow:
the subtle meanings
where I met you
on a casual Tuesday
between caffeine intakes
and abrupt beginnings
There was always Helen Jane Long
playing 'Solus'
I need to sew a shirt
for tomorrow's race
There is always time
I try to dance
through orange hallways
of scattered apricots
and half-filled dreams
(Empty ice creams)
with Pink Floyd
cheering me on
an echo in an eggshell
and all the other shades
of my intrepid moon
they get better
as I get older
‘A Long
and Winding Road’
I ran with ever-
restless feet
past the farms
of Canandaigua
Simon and Garfunkel
sang me through
the steeper climbs
I built my “Bridge
Over Troubled Water”
one plank at a time
I learned to step rhythmically
with a level view
up and over the ever rising
roads that kissed the edge
of a bass-filled lake
and patient
cornfields
“and time can do
so much”
I was sewn roughly
together
by the music
of The Righteous Brothers
“Unchained Melody”
after Terry and Tahira
died
“lonely rivers sigh”
concentrate
on the deer
munching dandelions
in September
“I’ll be coming home,
wait for me.”
a doe pirouettes
off a car
in front of me
and I am finally calm
in not knowing
the meaning
behind
everything
they get better
as I get older
‘A Long
and Winding Road’
I ran with ever-
restless feet
past the farms
of Canandaigua
Simon and Garfunkel
sang me through
the steeper climbs
I built my “Bridge
Over Troubled Water”
one plank at a time
I learned to step rhythmically
with a level view
up and over the ever rising
roads that kissed the edge
of a bass-filled lake
and patient
cornfields
“and time can do
so much”
I was sewn roughly
together
by the music
of The Righteous Brothers
“Unchained Melody”
after Terry and Tahira
died
“lonely rivers sigh”
concentrate
on the deer
munching dandelions
in September
“I’ll be coming home,
wait for me.”
a doe pirouettes
off a car
in front of me
and I am finally calm
in not knowing
the meaning
behind
everything
he asked me to join him
to celebrate his 30th birthday
in St. Louis
he's worried the weather may ruin our plans
he wants me to explore the city (although I would not mind us being snowed in, skin to skin)
this celebration is roughly 4 months away
but I fell in love 4 days ago
today, I feel nauseous
but I gathered myself and I continued to write him this letter
(humming my favorite Beatles song to calm my nerves)
If it’s really as the Beatles say
‘All you need is love’
Then I’ll skip examining my marriage
contract with that ageless old white glove
Song
Beatles
R a d i o
Troubles were far
Away
I am finding my gratitude in the Beatles
and the pure white dove…
who stand for peace,
for pacifism
and who understand and symbolize
to make the world a better place
all we need is love.
The Beatles - Lay it to me
Sponsor : Charles Messina
A Hard’s Days Night : 3rd Placing
A hard day’s night, boss outta sight
blankets warm, everything’s all right
let’s snuggle, cuddle, no more storm
lovely voice on high, good in form
peace reigns on Earth, after mad work
baby is chuckling, gone is stork
sing to stars and beckoning moon
guitar in right tune, dance like coons
June 21, 2025
For the Beatles 'Lay it to Me' song Contest by Charles Messina
The old iron curtain came down
But soon a clown reclaimed the crown
Ruthless and hollow-souled he rose
Now a foul Soviet wind blows
From the east it battered Ukraine
Spreading such cruel and endless pain
The past returns in blackened char
“Back in the U.S.S.R.”
do you want to know a secret
a hard days night, of no regret
saw this girl, seems like yesterday
misery soon flying away
and as I saw her standing there
from me to you, a kiss I’ll share
got to get you into my life
so please, please me, become my wife
money can't buy me love, I knew
she let it be and our love grew
The Beatles made an awesome hit;
from England came, and quickly lit
the way that music would be heard.
Though some would think it quite absurd,
their songs rose high on all the charts
and stole the love of teenage hearts.
Most famous song was "Yesterday."
Paul, John, George, Ringo- led their way!
John..Paul..George..Ringo Starr
four Liverpool lads with drums+guitar
From Hamburg 's Reeperbahn
to a famous worldwide yarn
I’ve Just Seen a Face
my first selection
I become more than I am
for the contest
I sing without the prompts
and make the lyrics mine.
I'm happy to have the day off.
Neon lights shine in the window
as other patrons watch
and someone throwing darts
pauses to take a look.
Free deli sandwiches
and chips on a table—
a special night to partake.
My second, Lady Madonna,
a slice of life for some.
I take a sip of my drink.
A former manager watches,
and I must admit I can never
be truly myself at the store.
The DJ says we all are winners
although only two will move on.
I receive a pat on the back
after the audience lost themselves
while watching me.
I had sung two songs
but someone sitting at the bar
said my music called for another.
A light in the parking lot
shines a star.
I wonder.
I wonder what will happen when
all the English dictionaries are burnt
and Shakespeare is abolished
as FAR RIGHT and Racist,
and when the Beatles are
vilified for 'She Loves You'
when it should have
been 'they them love you'.
When the battle of Britain
Begs an unreserved apology.
When the British inventions
Are cast aside as imperial luck
When Europe forgets as the Russians
Have, who saved them in WW2
When people are imprisoned for
Love of these islands and free
Speech is abolished and punished
But this horror won’t happen tomorrow
No, not tomorrow, or the day after
But don’t feel reassured or complacent
Because they arrived months ago
And we all must be ready to pay.
David Cox 02/02/25
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