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I resist the urge to write of what I allegedly know for I am unsure of where I gathered the information and therefor unsure of whether I know it or not. As you can see this poses a strange conundrum as I may be beating a dead horse leaving me with the confusing dilemma of explaining why I beat the horse to death in the first place. Granted it is a metaphorical horse and as such was given life through my personification of its being and undoing. Thus, I keep it in the bath tub for use as a subtly stupid response to inquiries such as “how’s it going”and “what’s new”, to which I reply: “There’s a dead horse in my bathtub”.
I once knew that 2 plus 2 equaled 4. Not so sure anymore as I never accounted for inflation, deflation, tariffs, or the rising heat index as the planet shrinks and the stock marked rates crypto currency and jelly beans have been outlawed. Remember, penny candy, jelly beans, paper with sticky sugary dots, Mary Jane’s. Probably not. But I digress as presently you can’t get a thought for a penny as in “a penny for your thoughts”. It now requires filling out a 12 page terms and conditions document and a 25 dollar filing fee. This may account for the reason so many are presently thoughtless or worse yet that when one person has a thought so many grab onto it and repeat it parrot-like until they start to argue over who’s thought it is or was. This usually engenders a plethora of lawsuits over the violation of someone’s “intellectual” rights.
[Verse 1]
Dance near the silver bridge
Drop a penny in
A penny for your thoughts
You smiled like the end of the world
?
[Pre-Chorus – Extended]
You wrap your soul around me
Like silk that strangles soft
Every heartbeat borrowed
Suddenly, I’m suffocating
?
[Chorus – Haunting, Echoed Vocals]
I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe anymore
Your kiss was a poison pill
Your lipstick inked like blood
You swore it was medicine
But it dragged me under
?
[Verse 2]
I lie on the floor
I die in your bed
Do I jump in the river
Or hang on for dear life?
You lit the match,
Then kissed the fire
Your love is a torture
Your caress, a shame
A knife that dips
In
And
Out
And calls it love
No scars they can see
But I’m bleeding within
I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe anymore
Your kiss was a poison pill
Your lipstick inked like blood
You swore it was medicine
But it dragged me under
Now I’m gasping
Just to feel the floor
?
A penny falls again
No bridge can bring me back
No wish can stitch me whole
The river keeps her secrets
?
He kept "hanging around"
Hoping for a glimpse down her top
Since he can remember he's been "obsessed with flat"
Perhaps one day it would be "engraved upon his stone"
No beer or big boobs for this poor stiff!
He was afraid his excitement might show
"Ripping" through his zipper
Revealing his "optomistic white" underwear
Yet part of him imagined it "Escaping Gravity",
Would she look at it and ask "Penny for your thoughts?"
Would there be a "Before and beyond the bed"?
For now he would be happy with just one glimpse
His friends all thought him a bit weird
In the end he'd rather be under her
Than "Under the weight of words"!
For fun I took the titles of my last 9 poems and tried to tell a story.
Form:
A
Saying that's been around forever
Where it came from I haven't a clue
There's many phrases just like this one
So familiar to both me and you
PENNY
Is a word not heard much these days
Its value's much less than a cent
We'd used to get a big bag full of candy
At the store it was a big event
FOR
Many years its value has decreased
There's a rumour they'll not longer exist
Where's this technological age leading us
The good old days I surely do miss
YOUR
Thoughts are surely “what an old geezer”
He can't keep up with the times
But us old guys lived a much simpler life
For those good old days I still pine
THOUGHTS
Of sodas, ice cream and lollipops
Linger in the depth of my being
Tears can be seen trickling down my cheek
A warm sentimental old feeling
©Jack Ellison 2012
A
Saying that's been around forever
Where it came from I haven't a clue
There's many phrases just like this one
So familiar to both me and you
PENNY
Is a word not heard much these days
Its value's much less than a cent
We'd used to get a big bag full of candy
At the store it was a big event
FOR
Many years its value has decreased
There's a rumour it'll not longer exist
Where's this technological age leading us
The good old days I surely do miss
YOUR
Thoughts are surely “what an old geezer”
He can't keep up with the times
But us old guys lived a much simpler life
For those good old days I still pine
THOUGHTS
Of sodas, ice cream and lollipops
Linger in the depth of my being
Tears can be seen trickling down my cheek
A warm sentimental old feeling
Form:
A
saying that's been around forever
Where it came from I haven't a clue
There's many phrases just like this one
So familiar to both me and you
PENNY
is a word not heard much these days
Its value is less than a cent
We used to get a big bag full of candy
At the store, it was a big event
FOR
many years its value has decreased
There's a rumour they'll not longer exist
Where's this technological age leading us
The good old days I dearly miss
YOUR
thoughts are probably, what an old geezer
He can't keep up with the times
But us old guys lived a much simpler life
For those good old days we still pine
THOUGHTS
of sodas, ice cream and lollipops
Linger in the depth of our being
Tears can be seen trickling down our cheeks
A sad but a joyous a feeling
"Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun
bring more happiness than daffodils"
Looking back through the years, and the springtime of youth
Rewinding old songs, ...filled with moonlight and rain
The lyrics, were branches, a mere fantasy's, spoof
How deep grew the roots, where my own truth remained?
In the autumn of life, when my thoughts might unwind
There's a thin thread of light, through the leaves of the years
The sun shines much clearer, as if by design
with rays of contentment, without any fear
We become who we are, by just reaching the bar
By climbing the branches, and surviving each fall
We may have been reaching for the moon and the stars
But to learn how to fall, is the point of it all
So wide were our eyes when we looked to those stars,
But each falling leaf, we can keep, ....to be ours
___________________________________________
For Sara's Contest: A Penny For Your Thoughts
3/18/15
Threw the good and bad times we stood strong
No matter what was trying to tare us apart
You've shown me this is a battle worth being fought
Here's a penny for your thoughts baby,
I'm convinced there's not a woman on this earth that could take your place, we've came a very long way
to get where we are today, look at what we been threw yesterday and how far we came on this day. Trying times and crossed lines seemed to have tried to separate us, but love like this is like Heavenly treasures, man can't rob us of this and it won't mold & rust. There's not enough words in the English language to describe how I feel about us. We overcame obstacles, beaten the odds, you're the one who gave me hope when I thought that me getting a chance with you was lost. You're the reason I wake up with a smile on my face, it took time but it was perfected and you were worth the chase. Sometimes you gotta slow down so you can pace it, I got the woman, family, and life I prayed for, so it's only right that I give her all of me whether richer or poor. I'm more than blessed to find the one I was meant to make a covenant with, the one who entrusted me with her heart after it was all bruised and stitched.
A
Saying that's been around forever
Where it came from I haven't a clue
There are many phrases just like this one
So familiar to both me and you
PENNY
Is a word not heard much these days
Its value's much less than a cent
We'd used to get a big bag full of candy
At the store, it was a big event
FOR
Many years its value has decreased
There's a rumor they'll no longer exist
Where's this technological age leading us
The good old days I surely do miss
YOUR
Thoughts are surely “what an old geezer”
He can't keep up with the times
But us old guys lived a much simpler life
For those good old days, I still pine
THOUGHTS
Of sodas, ice cream, and lollipops
Linger in the depth of my being
Tears can be seen trickling down my cheek
A warm sentimental old feeling
I was born in 1793
I have a bronze sconce
For everyone to see
I get around the world scene
Much like Santa Claus
Much like Magdalene
Created in this image
I am also on the $5 bill
A Mt. Rushmorean visage
But now I must say goodbye
No more to be cast
No more to die
In each pocket that I tickle
No more keeping company
With a quarter, dime or a nickel
Because my worth is less than I cost
Read my epitaph
"A Penny For Your Thoughts"
Post Script:
In the death of me
A lonely one cent piece
Hold on tight to my memory
So don't let go of me in vain
Remember the Beatles
Remember Penny Lane
And I was hoping to relax
With this copper-toned beauty
That shored up sales tax