Haiku – Fly

This week’s haiku horizons prompt is “fly”. What stage are you at?

Birth
I wish I could fly
Soar above clouds and mountains
Be free as a bird

Youth
I’ve no time to stop
Much to do; so little time
If I could just fly…

Midlife
Commuting is hell
Hours of traffic daily.
If I could just fly…

Old Age
How time flies
So many regrets
Just one life

Death
Fly up to heaven
Let angels carry you home
I’ll see you again

 

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The Soundtrack of My Life (TGBOL)

This week’s prompt for The Great Book of Lists is “the soundtrack to our lives”. To explain:

“We’re going to write about the music themes and songs that are engraved in our dearest memories that can evoke a memory faster than anything else, or make you feel good and giddy. What music is so intertwined with your life and personality that you can play it in your head without actually hearing it ? What musical pieces remind you of a particular time in your life like it was yesterday ?”

So many great songs with fond memories to choose from, but this is THE soundtrack to my life, in roughly chronological order…

Childhood –

Adam Ant – Stand & Deliver – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4B2a6l6wM2k

The first music that I remember ever getting into was Adam & The Ants. I’m stupidly excited by the thought of seeing him play at the Isle of Wight Festival this summer.

Honourable mention here for the Bouncing Song from Not The Nine O’Clock News (“I like bouncing, boing boing boing, Up and down until I get a pain in my groin”). I had an album – on VINYL – of their best sketches… and look at what I’m writing now. It’s all there…

Uni Days –

Led Zeppelin – Whole Lotta Love – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mln0RciE2o0

I co-hosted a student council party at the end of my second year… the opening riff was played every time I took to the stage, looking rake-ish with painted-on sideburns, the jester king in court. Or something like that… great night, great memories.

Honourable mentions for Total Eclipse of the Heart, Bad Medicine, or Roxanne – any of these jukebox staples take me back to the dingy, red-linoleum-floored college bar, spending hours avoiding writing that essay that was due in the next day, and endlessly trying and failing to “beat” the quiz machine. (The quiz machine, incidentally, at which me and my future wife first got talking. She was much better at it than me!)

Love –

Rolling Stones – Wild Horses – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNaqBBjrIZw

Our choice of song for our first dance at our wedding. This may have been slightly Buffy-inspired on my wife’s part…

Honourable mentions to Spandau Ballet’s Gold, or Flight of the Conchords’ I’m Not Crying: my wife’s two favourite songs!

Friendship –

Blur – Country House – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ci0fyRAw21Q

This is a song that takes me straight back to the second greatest party of my life… a best friend’s wedding. A ridiculously good night.

Honourable mention here for Vanilla Ice’s Ice Ice Baby, and one of my best friends taking this with him everywhere he goes in the world… no karaoke bar, or living room, is safe! Also, Gin and Juice as covered by Hayseed Dixie. 

Personal challenge –

Rocky theme – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I33u_EHLI3w

I ran a half marathon a few years ago. (I’m a big lad… I don’t know what I was thinking.) I went really overboard on the playlist to get me round the course, and it was predictably, fittingly, inevitably the Rocky theme that got me through the toughest part of the race.

My boys –

Blur – Tender – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-T8LMZhz6FQ

This was my “go-to” song to soothe both boys when they were little babies; a perfect nursery rhyme for those parents who are sick of actual nursery rhymes! I’ve included the link to the live version they performed at Glastonbury in 2009, which adds another layer to my love for this… I was there in the crowd with my friends singing it back to them. A magical moment.

Honourable mentions:
Muppets – Ma Na Ma Na. You know the one. More addictive than crack, and stickier than superglue. 
Pharrell – Happy (aka “Minions song!”). Even stickier than Ma Na Ma Na!
These are both big favourites in the Lane house… I have shortcuts to these on my phone to wheel out when needed!

And because this is me, this is also the soundtrack to my death… these are the songs I’d like played at my funeral.

Nick Cave – Death Is Not The End – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJXN5VPkyH8 (Listening to this again now, I realise how similar this is to Tender…)

Lynyrd Skynyrd – Freebird (the full ten-minute version, as my coffin is cremated… the silly side of me likes the thought of the audience looking at their watches, tapping their feet in boredom, wondering how much longer they have to stand there for!) – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=np0solnL1XY

Johnny Cash – The Man Comes Around – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9IfHDi-2EA

 

What are the songs that form the soundtrack to your lives? I’d love to hear them in the comments below.

Limerick – Aspire

When life’s keeping you in the mire,
But you’re determined to go ever higher,
The secret, it seems,
Is held in your dreams,
And all you need do is aspire.

 

Written for https://mindandlifematters.wordpress.com/2016/02/12/limerick-challenge-week-7-aspire/#like-1964 

There is a 60-metre tall sculpture at the University of Nottingham, called “Aspire”. It has been likened to an ice cream cone, or a dream catcher. I rather like it…

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Limerick – Aspire

When life’s keeping you in the mire,
But you’re determined to go ever higher,
The secret, it seems,
Is held in your dreams,
And all you need do is aspire.

 

Written for https://mindandlifematters.wordpress.com/2016/02/12/limerick-challenge-week-7-aspire/#like-1964 

There is a 60-metre tall sculpture at the University of Nottingham, called “Aspire”. It has been likened to an ice cream cone, or a dream catcher. I rather like it…

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Picture credit: flickr.com/photos/pstainthorp/6438396177

Back on the Bus

Back on the bus.
It’s been a while.
Iron the shirt.
Paint on smile.

Kids off to school.
Wife drives to work.
Last one out.
Only perk.

Walk to the stop.
No one there.
Bus due in two.
Stand and stare.

Bus pulls up.
Choose my seat.
Wrinkle nose.
Sweat in heat.

Back on the bus.
The bus is back.
Track-led life.
My life on track.

 

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Haiku – "Cover"

#1
Covered in glory,
For other people’s triumphs
Monkey climbs the tree

#2
Walking through the woods
We get covered up in leaves
Doing what feels right

#3
However it seems,
Life’s not a cover version
So write your own song

Written for: https://haikuhorizons.wordpress.com/2015/12/20/haiku-horizons-prompt-cover/

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Freedom (poem)

Freedom to fly, on wings made of dreams
Always believing life’s more than it seems

Freedom to walk, toes squelched in the earth
Aiming to rise above our own birth

Freedom to dance, with smiles on our hips
The courage to write and rewrite life’s script

Freedom to fail, and flourish, and thrive,
Daring to do more than simply survive

Freedom is knowing that one day we’ll die,
But living before, with heads held up high

free

Written for OctPoWriMo Day 5 – a re-drafted version of an earlier poem on the theme of “freedom”

Something Fishy (poem)

One of our fish has upped and gone
We don’t know where it can be
We haven’t a clue what has occurred
But it’s definitely not there, we agree

When we packed and left on holiday ,
There were six little fish in the tank.
On our return, there were just five.
Could it possibly just be a prank?

So in the space of seven days,
Our six became just five.
Has some affliction claimed Old Six?
I wonder if he’s alive?

Has it tunnelled its way to freedom,
Digging out through the rocks?
Hiding behind the sugar jar,
Before sneaking out in a box?

Did it hire a crack team of bees,
To pick it up as they flew past?
Carry it away in a matchbox of water,
Out to the ocean, vast?

Or has it too gone on holiday,
And sneaked to next door’s pond?
Sunning itself beneath their lilies,
Dreaming of a life beyond?

I know that these are long-shots,
That the truth will be more mundane.
But I’d prefer any single one of these, to
Upsetting my boys again

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