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There's blood on my fresh roast coffee
blood on the sunny Sunday bell
blood on my tricycle wheels
across my blue-sky dreams
those devilish chem trails.
There's blood on John Lennon sheets
They're poisoning birds and honeybees.
They call us cattle, treat us like sheep.
Their arrogance blocks out our sun.
Sweaty jails swinging wide open for us.
Closed tight for the morally bankrupt.
They are mimicking Saturn's passion.
Munching away the faith of innocence.
Blood-blood-blood flowing everywhere.
It's all of them and always has been.
Demons drink without a care.
My blood pressure kisses the north side of high.
Patience hangs from the south side of down.
I used to traipse the woods to temper the grind.
Now I stay deep inside a cockroach house
a permanent bending of the mind.
Their egos are greasy and fatally stained.
Their arrogance-an incurable disease.
But what they don't understand is
that there's no escaping the crumbling castle
of the chronically damned.
God carved fate into the eternal face of time.
He will gild and elevate the little ones...
A resurrection of a blue-sky lullaby.
My pulse is high and the heart beats double punch
Paul McCartney, George Harrison, John Lennon, Ringo Starr
Music, lyrics, melody in beautiful harmony
"Love me do" ..... yes, it feels like love ....
Strawberries crown in my hair with the boys
"Strawberry Fields Forever"
Quite a sweet dream ... "All You Need Is Love" .....
Paul, George, John and Ringo sings "Is not She Sweet"
I lose my breath, this must be "Real Love"
"Penny Lane" ..... Who is "Penny Lane"
"Please Please Me" - feel a little tired - "A Hard Day's Night"
"Help" they are behaving like "Bad Boy"
"Abbey Road" is a nice place .... but, "Let It Be"
I'm going home with a "Yellow Submarine"
"Cry For A Shadow"
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God?
Love?
Surprise Surprise (Sweet Bird of Paradox)!
Mother?
How Do You Sleep?
I Found Out
Me - a Working Class Hero
I'm Losing You!
This once Jealous Guy
Now a ghost
to my grown Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)
Spirit Now lives
Tight A$ Steel and Glass Isolation!
Imagine? Nobody Told Me
I'm Moving On Borrowed Time
While Watching The Wheels go by!
Remember: John Sinclair?
My #9 Dream about Instant Karma of mine?
Whatever Gets You Thru The Night Woman!
Power to the People!
Hold On!
Grow Old With Me?
Give Peace A Chance!
Gimme Some Truth!
Ah…(Just Like) Starting Over?
Or going Cold Turkey?!
Post Thanksgiving demise.
I see my father mirrored image reflected back to me
In John's Lennon's small rounded glasses frames
Straddled upon again my father's nose which he often loved to pick
And this i noticed instantly the very fist time I seen a picture of
his face
Which i think is the reason why I feel I have An infinity or feel a connection or bond with him although
In reality I realize I probably don't
It's just something that makes me smile and reminds me of my dad
And what I alone in my head
Imagine
Either of them would say If only
Either of them we're still alive
And found themselves in the same place at the same time
I also imagine they could have possibly been friends
As both of them we're 2 young angry men from Liverpool
Who never had anything good or positive thing to say about their childhood's growing up
And why I find it so easily to identify with his lyrics and emotive choke strained voice
Because my father sounded exactly the same to me
John wrote Mother you never wanted me
Father why did you abandoned me
Paul said Mother Mary come to me
Let it be
Both poet's crafted by default via emotional traumatic damage caused
A Beatle forged by a grand desire wishing to fly away
As was Paul and may well be the reason he named his band Wings
And why my dad joined the navy in order to sail anywhere else far and way
Because he felt as if he had stayed he would feel like a bird who had his wings clipped
But I digress returning to the initial point I wished to make was this
Thanks to my Dad for in some way to me appears to resemble John Lennon
Because he is still to this day very famous luckily for me every now and then
If only for a fleeting passing moment I don't have to actually imagine or remember what he
looked like
I DON'T BELIEVE (PARODYING JOHN LENNON)
I do not believe
in gods,
I do not believe
in devils,
I do not believe
in scribs,
I do not believe
in prophets,
I do not believe
in speeche
I do not believe
in photos,
I do not believe
in believers,
I do not believe
in unbelievers,
I do not believe
in words,
I do not believe
in politicians,
I do not believe
in electoral cables,
I do not believe
in mourners,
I do not believe
in friends forever,
I do not believe
in promises,
I do not believe
in plays,
in sober,
in serious,
canine loyalty,
in proselytes,
in weak people,
in too strong,
in bucks,
in dictatorships,
in loose pants,
in open mouth,
in Maria goes with others,
in poor things,
in self-made man,
in drugs,
in Coke...
I do not believe
in leaders,
I do not believe
in presidents,
I do not believe
in delegates not
delegated by me...
In professional judges without merit,
in doctors done in the "thighs",
in humanists without humanity,
in workers without work,
in charitable without charity,
in purchased media,
brown press,
in people on bars,
in the cowards, in the fearful,
in the liars, in the false
moralists, in those who sight nothing,
in those who neither speak nor opine
over nothing...
I don't believe in many things,
"BOÇALS AUTHORITIES, RICH SELFISH
POOR SUBSERVIENT..."...
believe in me... if not
believe you would be
doing here, writing
thus...!
And in the creator, surely
without him I wouldn't exist and neither
could exist...!
Oh, how much life can one decade contain?
To hold my first girl, trembling in my arms,
And after one more child, a handsome boy,
Returned to college - Berklee and guitars ...
I moved from Boston to a job - St. Croix,
Then left that paradise, the Virgin Isles,
Found one more internship in Pharmacy,
Back to the states, in Tampa, Florida ...
Returned to Boston for more school and work,
Then fell in love and married, (second time),
Soon after, one more daughter to behold,
A drug store job, with happy wife and kids.
So sad when Challenger blew up the sky ...
And when a blight called AIDS took many souls,
As Wall Street crashed and MASH went off the air -
The POTUS shot, and poor John Lennon killed.
And yet, I saw Mike Jackson "walk the moon",
While walls in Berlin came a-crashing down,
Computers, cell phones, MTV, and games ...
As technology creates ... a brave new world.
~ 6th Place ~ in the "Remembering The 1980's" Poetry Contest, Michelle Faulkner, Judge & Sponsor.
IN MY LIFE SONG
October, my birthday month began
with one of John Lennon’s personal
song, In My Life in my head making
me think my luck of having the same
birthday, ninth of October with him,
a very gifted, brilliant artist.
This melancholy song, In My Life
stirs my heart so tenderly, its words
move me to look back on the places,
things and people, yes that went before
in my life and to think and cherish
what I knew and learned about them all.
It makes me hold on to those precious,
sweet memories and my love for them.
It leads me to thank, appreciate
and love what I have at the moment
and encourages me to treasure
the past, the present for the future.
In My Life, a very reflective
song for John Lennon in looking back
of people, things and love in his life,
when he wrote the song and for me in
reflecting all my life on this ninth
of October, his and my birthday.
Poets used to call me Lei Strauss.
I’m the most awe-inspiring poet.
But by the way, did you even ask?
Wondering why I wear this mask?
It’s not I’m hiding from a shell,
Trying to stay away from the world.
Just want to feel the other side of me…
Would you get the chance to know my name?
Bet you’ll sail and feel insane.
Others find my name extremely strange.
But they’ve heard it from those oldest days.
Well dad gave it to me for he was a huge fan!
Oh did he even try to ask for his autograph?
I may sometimes dislike how my name sounds,
Sounded like a star when you will pronounce.
Some would say why I woke up from my grave?
Jokingly tell “Hey I’m John Lennon’s twin!”
NOTE: Oh just want to let you know my real name is John Lennon.
“Shine until tomorrow. Let it be.” John Lennon and Paul McCartney
Kindness is what we need today.
Patience, love, and forgiveness too.
If people do not think your way,
try hard to see their point of view.
Be gentle as a summer breeze.
Be not a tempest bellowing.
Be the sea when after unease,
its tranquilness shines – mellowing.
Be not a tree stubborn to grow,
withholding the fruit it could bear.
Willow-like bend; let your hate go,
and behold your heaven’s first stair.
Take that first stair to heaven. See
more stairs that appear one by one.
To quote two’s wise words: “Let it be.”
Shine your light, and let peace be won.
Nov. 26, 2020
“Titanic Sinks” then “The Great War Ends”,
Followed by the “Biggest Stock Crash of all Time”,
Then “World War two” and a “Nuclear Bomb”, and
“Hillary goes for a Climb”.
Then things got worse with “J.F.K. Killed” and
“I Have a Dream has Died”.
But then a good moment of “Man Walks on the Moon”,
Best headline reprinted World Wide.
This was quickly followed by “The Beatles Break Up”, and
“John Lennon is Shot in the Back”.
And music became a middle page chart with:
“My Sharona” performed by The Knack.
The internet headline took over our news with
“President Mandela is Free at Last”
Followed by “9/11 Terror Plane Strikes”,
And to the world these strikes were broadcast.
Skip a few years and this has all lead
To the scariest headline in ink.
And that is the vain, egotistical “Trump,
Taking us all to the brink”.
Our headlines tell a story from defeat to triumph,
From paper to TV to a phone.
And they’ve all told us, every day of our life,
How society, through time, hasn’t grown.