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23.12.2011

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For every century of reviews, I have published a piece of creative writing Iíve done over the years. For my 500th, I thought Iíd do something slightly different. Still creative writing, but in a different form. I have mentioned it on here in the past, so some of you may know that writing song lyrics has been a hobby of mine for the best part of twenty years, but Iíve never published many of them online or elsewhere and now seemed like the opportune time. Thereís not a song lyrics section, but I work on the theory that song lyrics without music Ė which is an area I have no talent in whatsoever Ė is essentially poetry. Maybe poetry with rhythm and meter, but so was W. H. Audenís ďThe Night TrainĒ, so I guess it fits.

Whenever I talk about my song writing, I always lead with this first lyric, purely because I have believed and still do believe that itís one of the best things I have ever written, in any form of the written word. It was written at a time of high emotion shortly after my grandmother passed away some fifteen years ago and still retains the power to make me cry, which takes some doing as I cry very rarely.


SHE'S WITH THE ANGELS NOW

In the end she's thankful
As God takes her away
She couldn't go on living
She couldn't face another day
Now she's gone to a better place
Where the angels dance and sing
I have to smile when I picture her
With a halo, harp and wings

And yes, she's with the angels now
And though I'll miss not having her around
I know that she's with the angels now
She's gone home
Yes, she's gone home

Through her years she suffered
She knew heartache, she knew pain
And 'cause she's been there once before
God won't let her face that again
Now she's gone to a better place
And she sits at God's right hand
And I know that in the end
It all worked the way He had planned

'Cause yes, she's with the angels now
And though I'll miss not having her around
I know that she's with the angels now
She's gone home
Yes, she's gone home

As she's sitting up there
I wonder what she sees
And when I shed a tear for her
I wonder, does she cry for me?
Now she's gone to a better place
She can laugh and smile again
There's nothing that can bother her
Now she's up there above pain

And yes, she's with the angels now
And though I'll miss not having her around
I know that she's with the angels now
She's gone home
Yes, she's gone home

And though she knows I'll miss her
I know that memories fade with time
My recollections may grow dim
But she'll be always on my mind
Now she's gone to a better place
Where she's happy, where she's safe
And that's the way I will remember her
With a smile upon her face

Now yes, she's with the angels now
And though I'll miss not having her around
I know that she's with the angels now
She's gone home
Yes, she's gone home

She's gone home
She's gone home.


This next is one of my most recent songs, written in 2010. A friend of mine was going through some difficult times and one of the few things that gave her any pleasure were the jive dancing classes she had recently started taking. So in an attempt to cheer her up, I wrote this for her.


DANCE, BABY, DANCE

Buckle up your dancing shoes
Thereís a party going on
Put that smile back on your face
For youíre so pretty and the nightís still young
Put asides your troubles
Leave them at home with your blues
Tell the band to take the stand
And strike up your favourite tunes

Dance, baby, dance
Jive, baby, jive
Trust the beat that moves your feet
Itíll keep you alive
Swing, baby, swing
Sway, baby, sway
Get in touch with the mood you love
And dance the night away

Put your best foot forward
Thereís no better way to start
Feel the rhythm deep inside
And youíll be dancing to the beat of your heart
Let the music lead you on
Lose yourself inside the groove
The whole world will be watching you
When they see the way you move

Dance, baby, dance
Jive, baby, jive
Trust the beat that moves your feet
Itíll keep you alive
Swing, baby, swing
Sway, baby, sway
Get in touch with the mood you love
And dance the night away

Let the rhythm draw you in
And you can dance the whole night through
Donít fight this feeling
Let your feet go anywhere the music takes you
Happiness will follow you
If you dance a million miles
And when you turn to greet your crowd
Theyíll mirror every smile

Dance, baby, dance
Jive, baby, jive
Trust the beat that moves your feet
Itíll keep you alive
Swing, baby, swing
Sway, baby, sway
Get in touch with the mood you love
And dance the night away

And if you keep on dancing
Youíll leave your worries in the night
They canít cope with the movement
And theyíll burn and fade when theyíre faced with the sunlight
Misery loves company
But youíll never dance alone
If you keep on dancing
The whole world will dance along

Dance, baby, dance
Jive, baby, jive
Trust the beat that moves your feet
Itíll keep you alive
Swing, baby, swing
Sway, baby, sway
Get in touch with the mood you love
And dance the night away


Thereís an interesting story behind the next. I was spending the night at a hotel with a loved one when the fire alarm went off in the middle of the night. It was a cold night, but standing by the river holding onto each other for warmth, I was inspired by the moment to write this.


CITY LIGHTS

The stars sparkle down
On a cold winter's night
I look over the river
With you by my side
This isn't the first time
I've stared at this view
But it looks so much sweeter
Now I'm sharing it with you.

The lights of the city
Reflect in your eyes
I want to capture this moment
To last for all time
There's a million people
Somewhere out there asleep
But as long as we stand here
My world is just you and me

And if I forgot to tell you
You look wonderful tonight
Just you and I alone
With the city lights
And I'll never beat the feeling
That I had with you tonight
Just you and I alone
With the city lights

The breeze from the river
Gently ruffles your hair
But it feels so much colder
When you are not there
Somewhere in the distance
There's a clarion call
But the sound of your voice is
The sweetest of all

The lights of the city
Seem to go on for miles
I could stay here forever
Simply lost in your smile
The glow of the moonlight
It highlights your face
There's no-one else but us
In time or in space

And if I forgot to tell you
It was wonderful tonight
Just you and I alone
With the city lights
And I'll never beat the feeling
That I had with you tonight
Just you and I alone
With the city lights

The nicest place in this city
Is here in your arms
While elsewhere it's freezing
I feel nothing but warmth
As the cold of the night air
Can't match the heat in of your kiss
There's no better feeling
Than a moment like this

The glow of the moonlight
Embraces your smile
I want to capture this moment
To enjoy for a while
But as the lights of the city
Fade away with the dawn
There's an infinite sadness
In knowing you're gone

And if I forgot to tell you
You looked beautiful tonight
Just you and I alone
With the city lights
And I'll never beat the feeling
That I had with you tonight
Just you and I alone
With the city lights

Just you and I alone
With the city lights


Of course, not every time youíre in love, or think you are, gives you nights like that. This is another very old song, written probably fifteen or so years ago.


ANOTHER FAILED ROMANCE

I can feel the tears begin
Pricking at the back of my eyes
I can feel my heart break
And that always makes me cry
I can feel the pain start
To burn deep into my soul
I could fall in love again
But one way love still
Cuts me deep inside you know

That I havenít had much luck just lately
Running from the pain
And thereís an air of dťjŗ vu
Hanging round me once again
I know Iíll throw my life away
Given half a chance
But I donít want to have to live through
Another failed romance

I can smile and laugh
But cracking jokes donít ease my pain
As days go by I canít forget
ĎCause what goes around comes around again
All I ever wanted
Was to be closer to you
But the things you did and the things you said
Made it clear that wasnít
What you wanted me to do

That I havenít had much luck just lately
Running from the pain
And thereís an air of dťjŗ vu
That hangs around me once again
I know Iíll throw my life away
Given half a chance
But I donít want to have to live through
Another failed romance

Iím searching for a lover
But a lover I canít find
All I want is someone
Who will let me call them mine all mine
I want to start off somewhere new
With a smile upon my face
But every time I turn to run
The hurt rears up its ugly head
And puts me right back in my place

No, I havenít had much luck just lately
Running from the pain
And thereís an air of dťjŗ vu
Hanging round me once again
I know Iíll throw my life away
Given half a chance
But I donít want to have to live through
Another failed romance

I wonder if Iíll learn to laugh again
Or if the hurt will kill me first
I keep wondering why thereís so much pain
Upon our little earth
All I know is I must live with that
But I donít understand why
I guess Iíll be far happier
When I see the end of all my tears
But they wonít dry up until the day I die

That I havenít had much luck just lately
Running from the pain
And thereís an air of dťjŗ vu
That hangs around my heart again
I know Iíll throw my life away
Given half a chance
But I donít want to have to live through
Another failed romance

No, I donít want to have to live through
Another failed romance


This is a more recent song, but has much the same feeling behind it. Iíve become more of a country music fan over recent years and I tend to write with a tune in my head that is frequently influenced by the type of music Iíve been listening to a lot beforehand, so this is intended as a country song.


IT REMINDS ME OF YOU


I picked up the tag
That you tore from your clothes
I couldn't bear to throw it away
It's torn and it's crumpled
And no longer of use
But I like it
'Cause it reminds me of you

I rented the movie
You said I should see
The title's burned deep in my brain
It was all in a language
That I don't understand
But I liked it
'Cause it reminds me of you

I test drove a car
Like the one that you have
The one that brought you to me
The handling was sloppy
And it goes far too slow
But I liked it
'Cause it reminds me of you

I went to the store
Where you buy lingerie
I guess I won't see it on you
There was none in your style
And none in your size
But I bought it
'Cause it reminds me of you

I trawled through the library
For the books that you read
Where the writers tell tales of their lives
They were all badly written
And the stories were bland
But I like them
'Cause they remind me of you

I went to the places
You said you had been
Saw the sights that you said I should see
They were cold and so lifeless
And the people were rude
But I liked them
'Cause they remind me of you

I saved all the texts
That are signed with your name
And I read them all through every night
They only serve to remind me
Every word was a lie
But I like them
'Cause every one came from you

I relived the dreams
Of the times that we had
Of the moments that were all too few
They end all too quickly
And the truth is less fun
But I like them
'Cause they remind me of you

I look at your picture
Hundred times every day
I look away and I can still see your smile
Itís a beautiful picture
Though Iíd rather have you
But I like it
ĎCause it reminds me of you

I picked up my heart
When you threw it away
Though I don't think that I'll need it again
It's broken and bleeding
And it's all out of love
But I like it
'Cause it reminds me of you


This is another country based song which, unusually for one of my songs, actually started with the title. Iíd heard the line from somewhere and thought it sounded like it should be a country song title (and maybe it is, for all I know) and the rest came of there. More usually, I see a line and start with a chorus, occasionally a verse, but this is about the only song Iíve written from the title first.


IíVE TRIED TO DROWN MY SORROWS, BUT THE DARN THINGS LEARNED TO SWIM

Iíll tell you all my story
But with the best will in the world
All the love songs that I wrote her
Didnít help me keep my girl
I never saw it coming
All I could do was grieve
On the day that she decided it was time to up and leave

And Iím sick of hearing all about the fishes in the sea
I know that patience is a virtue
But itís never worked for me
As I stand here slowly sinking
With my patience wearing thin
Iíve tried to drown my sorrows but the darn things learned to swim

Drag myself out of my bed
Got to try and face the day
I donít want to face the struggles
That are sure to come my way
I donít want to have another day
With trouble and with strife
I just want to hide myself away in the mess that is my life

I canít wait for the night time
But itís not coming fast
I want to feel the darkness
That will guide me home at last
Thereís no point in fighting
Wars I know Iíll never win
Iíve tried to drown my sorrows but the darn things learned to swim

Every time Iím left alone
I revisit memories
But it never helps to reminisce
After what you did to me
Keep getting caught inside my mind
Iím trying to escape
But Iím stuck here because my train of thought is running late

I sit in silent darkness
With far too much time to think
And I can feel my spirits sinking
With every glass of them I drink
It doesnít matter if I try with vodka, scotch or gin
When I try to drown my sorrows the darn things always learn to swim

Doesnít matter what you say to me
Youíre still the one to blame
And even when I fall asleep
That doesnít help to ease my pain
Putting you behind me
Ainít as easy as it seems
In the reaches of the night, you still haunt all my dreams

Iím looking for oblivion
It may be in the next glass
But that road is dark and empty
And I donít want to go that far
I donít want to open up that door
Scared of what may lie within
Iíve tried to drown my sorrows but the darn things learned to swim

I think of you most readily
When I am all alone
You never seem to call
So Iíve turned off the mobile phone
I sit here in my solitude
Cry myself another lake
Sleeping makes me dream of you so I fight to stay awake

Unconsciousness is beckoning
I donít want to lose this fight
The daytime donít pass easy
But I really hate the night
I donít want to keep of passing time
With this life Iím living in
So I try to drown my sorrows but the darn things learn to swim


For ages, Iíve wanted to write something that had no real meaning and was just nonsense, much like the Beatles ďI Am the WalrusĒ or similar. Sadly, the further I got with this song, the more shape it seemed to take and the more of a meaning it had, but itís still the closest Iíve ever come.


PLACES IíVE KNOWN

Your words like knives
Cut me deep inside
My blood falls like raindrops
As I sink to the ground
Iím wanting to cry
But I forget why
And now Iím revolving
Or is the room spinning around

And my vision blurs
As the teardrop explodes
And the colours created
Remind me of places Iíve known

This morning was fine
But the day turned to night
And the problemís solution
Was lost in the dark
I fumble around
Yet it still canít be found
Youíre laughing
But I canít decide where you are

And my vision blurs
As the teardrop explodes
And the colours created
Remind me of places Iíve known

The night never ends
As I scream for my friends
I thought you were my lover
But your love is long gone
Iím dying to say
How Iím glad that you stayed
But your memory fades
As the night lingers on

And my vision blurs
As the teardrop explodes
And the colours created
Remind me of places Iíve known

The morning returns
Yet the darkness still burns
I had never imagined
You would treat me this way
Maybe I should have seen
But the night blinded me
And it shielded your exit
When you slipped away

And my vision blurs
As the teardrop explodes
And the colours created
Remind me of places Iíve known

Now the nightís on its way
I canít face it again
As it brings back the feelings
Of the night time before
I donít want to live through
All these memories of you
But thereís only one way
I can avoid any more

And my vision blurs
As the teardrop explodes
And the colours created
Remind me of places Iíve known


This one is several years old and came from a joke. A colleague of mine likes shiny, sparkly things and I started calling her a magpie. That little joke, as often can, touched off something in the creative centres of my brain and turned into a whole song.


MY MAGPIE

Iíll polish up my smile
To bring you to me
I know youíll come running
If I could only gleam
Try to look so sparkly
To capture your eye
Want to show you
How brightly I can shine

What a beautiful vision
As you take to the sky
Wanna take your wing
Together we can fly
My magpie

Iíll scour all the sky
To see you in flight
Iíll wait impatient
For a glimpse of black and white
Want to come back with you
To visit your nest
Want to stroke all
The feathers on your breast

What a wonderful vision
Coming down from the sky
Wanna take your wing
Together we can fly
My magpie

Maybe oneís for sorrow
Together make mirth
Iíll dance for courtship
Weíll alight from the earth
Watch the bob of your tail
So black and so sleek
Gonna cherish every
Song comes from your beak

What a wonderful feeling
As we take to the sky
When I take your wing
And together we fly
My magpie

In all of the heavens
Your wings are the best
Letís fly together
To feather your nest
Iíll watch and admire
As you come in to land
Gonna worship on
The ground on which you stand

What a wonderful feeling
As we take to the sky
So spread your wings
Together we will fly
My magpie


Sometimes a simple phrase or a couple of words will spark something in me and thatís how the following came about. I realise itís using the idea of what Judas did and trivialises both that and Jesusí death on the cross, but the idea was too strong to let go.


JUDAS KISS

I know you love me, Ďcause I can feel it
And I can see it in the way that you move
When you say ďkiss meĒ, I canít resist it
But I keep thinking that Iím played for a fool

Kiss me Ďcause you love me baby
I donít want to be on the wrong end
Of your Judas kiss
Hold me Ďcause you want me darling
I donít want to be the lover
You send to the cross

I know you love me, you canít deny it
Iíve seen the look of love thatís deep in your eyes
You always tell me, your heartís anotherís
But I know you well enough to see through the lies

Kiss me Ďcause you love me baby
I donít want to be on the wrong end
Of your Judas kiss
Hold me Ďcause you want me darling
I donít want to be the lover
You send to the cross

I know you want me, Iíve heard you talking
Iíve heard the rumours that are doing the rounds
Youíve told your best friends, how much you need me
But to my face, well all you doís put me down

Kiss me Ďcause you love me baby
I donít want to be on the wrong end
Of your Judas kiss
Hold me Ďcause you want me darling
I donít want to be the lover
You send to the cross

I know you love me, I asked your best friend
She says my name is all that she ever hears
But you have never, talked to me that way
Youíve never asked about my hopes or my fears

Kiss me Ďcause you love me baby
I donít want to be on the wrong end
Of your Judas kiss
Hold me Ďcause you want me darling
I donít want to be the lover
You send to the cross

I know you want me, Iíve read your diary
Itís filled with fantasies that are just you and me
So why whenever, we get together
Are you reluctant to try reality?

Kiss me Ďcause you love me baby
I donít want to be on the wrong end
Of your Judas kiss
Hold me Ďcause you want me darling
I donít want to be the lover
You send to the cross

I know you need me, Iíve watched you sleeping
You scream my name as if Iím there in your dreams
You always tell me, youíre having nightmares
Why does your sleeping face keep smiling at me?

Kiss me Ďcause you love me baby
I donít want to be on the wrong end
Of your Judas kiss
Hold me Ďcause you want me darling
I donít want to be the lover
You send to the cross


One of the people who has been most supportive of my song writing was a colleague I sat next to in a job several years ago. I showed her a couple of pieces and she thought they were great and kept pestering me to write songs about situations she was going through. Many times, I did, although most of them arenít fit for printing in a place like this. However, this was something a friend of hers was going through and was one of the rare occasions she didnít straight out ask me to put it into a song, but sometimes the creative mind has a mind of its own.


JIGSAW HEART

Why do you see me as broken?
Just because the pieces make a picture
You could never understand
I donít need to be mended
My life is not a waste of time
Just because it donít match your plan

You see the girl upon the box
And you think she looks like you
You paint a smile upon her face
You want to paint one on mine too
The puzzleís just as valid
When itís been taken apart
So stop playing with the pieces
Of my jigsaw heart

How can you think that itís easy
My hurts donít go just one way
Like the hands of a clock
The picture has to come apart
Otherwise thereís no point
So put the pieces back in the box

You see the girl upon the box
And you think she looks like you
You paint a smile upon her face
You want to paint one on mine too
The puzzleís just as valid
When itís been taken apart
So stop playing with the pieces
Of my jigsaw heart

Itís sweet your life makes you happy
But what makes you think the life you have
Is the one I want to life?
Donít try to force my affection
Donít try to take from me
Youíll only get as much as I give

You see the girl upon the box
And you think she looks like you
You paint a smile upon her face
You want to paint one on mine too
The puzzleís just as valid
When itís been taken apart
So stop playing with the pieces
Of my jigsaw heart

Why do you feel like you owe me?
All the good things that have come your way
May have been yours in time
Iíve never been your salvation
And even if you think I am
That doesnít mean you will ever be mine

You see the girl upon the box
And you think she looks like you
You paint a smile upon her face
You want to paint one on mine too
The puzzleís just as valid
When itís been taken apart
So stop playing with the pieces
Of my jigsaw heart

So let me keep my heart broken
If the pieces fit together again
Then thatís all up to me
Donít dare look down on me
Even if the smile on my face
Ainít there as much as you want it to be

You see the girl upon the box
And you think she looks like you
You paint a smile upon her face
You want to paint one on mine too
The puzzleís just as valid
When itís been taken apart
So stop playing with the pieces
Of my jigsaw heart


Just to keep with the theme, I thought Iíd finish with one of the very few actual pieces of poetry Iíve ever written, probably six or seven years ago. As is my way, it rhymes and has meter, but this is one of the few things Iíve written without a tune in my head to sing it to.


MONSTERS AT BEDTIME

I lie in the dark, covers over my head
I don't want to see what lurks under my bed
I read books by torchlight, I'm hoping I'll find
The spell that will keep me from losing my mind

I seek other places, without leaving my room
I remember a time I was safe in the womb
It was dark, it was warm, I was always well fed
I could sleep without fear of things under my bed

And then I grew older, I lived through my teens
It's women, not monsters, that now haunt my dreams
I'd finished my homework, sit watching the box
The scary things under my bed are my socks

By day now I'm working, weekends bring me beer
The night-time returns me to my childhood fears
I can't look in the mirror, I'm scared that I'll see
That the monster I've feared all my life looks like me


So this is the other side of my creative persona. If youíve been on site long enough, youíve now seen my short stories, my song writing and my reviews and I have no idea what I have left to show for my 600th review. I guess Iíd best start writing a screen play or something...
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supercityfan 07.07.2012 11:09

Brilliant variation in the lyrics, and you're clearly a natural for this. You put many of today's so called 'songwriters' to shame.

CGholy 28.01.2012 22:50

Epic lyrics.

Viborg 17.01.2012 16:34

I can tell you're a songwriter! Thank you for sharing.

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