Song Lyric Sunday

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 This week the theme is songs that feature the lyrics of either Birth, Death, or Life. https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/11/13/life-expectancy-at-birth/

The song I chose for this week is a favorite of mine. I used to sing it at karaoke at the Elks Lodge when my dad would bring me for dinner. I usually got a good laugh out of the folks there, as many of them were used to hearing Tony Bennett or Nat King Cole. It was fun. It is more about death than anything except if you pay attention Wanda finally found life! I guess I also loved this song because my mom’s name was Wanda!

Dixie Chicks Lyrics https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/dixiechicks/goodbyeearl.html

“Goodbye Earl”

Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends
All through their high school days
Both members of the 4H Club
Both active in the FFA

After graduation Mary Anne went out
lookin’ for a bright new world
Wanda looked all around this town
and all she found was Earl

Well, it wasn’t two weeks
after she got married that
Wanda started gettin’ abused
She put on dark glasses
and long sleeved blouses
And make-up to cover her bruise

Well, she finally got the nerve to file for divorce
She let the law take it from there
But Earl walked right through that restraining order
And put her in intensive care

Right away Mary Anne flew in from Atlanta
On a red eye midnight flight
She held Wanda’s hand and they worked out a plan
And it didn’t take them long to decide
That Earl had to die

Goodbye, Earl
Those black-eyed peas?
They tasted all right to me, Earl
You’re feeling weak?
Why don’t you lay down and sleep, Earl
Ain’t it dark?
Wrapped up in that tarp, Earl

The cops came by to bring Earl in
They searched the house high and low
Then they tipped their hats
and said “Thank You, ladies, if you hear from him let us know”

Well, the weeks went by and spring turned to summer
And summer faded into fall
And it turns out he was a missing person
who nobody missed at all

So the girls bought some land
and a roadside stand
Out on Highway 109
They sell Tennessee ham
and strawberry jam,
And they don’t lose any sleep at night
‘Cause Earl had to die

Goodbye Earl
We need a break
Let’s go out to the lake, Earl
We’ll pack a lunch
And stuff you in the trunk, Earl
Well, is that all right?
Good! Let’s go for a ride, Earl.
Hey

Well, hey hey hey
Ah, hey hey hey
Well, hey hey hey

The Sunday Whirl: 11/14/2021

You Again

It wasn’t like the days before
Where stones were hard
And breath was sour
It took a few tries, but I don’t mind
Spread a spark under my behind
But icy looks and legends lost
Enchanted forests full
A clue to find a friend thats lost
A feather of a gull
And once the brew is quickly made
Scented with the dew
I find that I am still enthralled
By the likes of you. 

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Find the prompt here: https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2021/11/14/wordle-527/

The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #526

Like a secret hid behind my eyes
I lie alone and wonder
How years go by without a clue
Like a blink or like a shudder

But glass holds in the things we feel
Words sit below the surface
We paint a scene of all our years
A meeting of minds amorphous

They sample foods and all fine wines
Those palatial and opulent
They lightly tap on clean taste buds
Bringing thoughts which are flamboyant

And then I go back to my shell
Where safety lies in wait
And let the time past fast and slow
Getting ready for my fate.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

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Go here to find the words: https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2021/10/31/wordle-525-2/

Did you see that?

Once upon a lonely night
Just after dusk with little light
I saw a ring up in the sky
A frightened bat just flying by?
The thing I saw was scarlet hue
A ghoulish color that I knew
But with the damp and darkest hour
I sat and sunk into the floor
I heard a chime and then did not
From this hard place, this small spot
A trial for my nerves of steel
Making goose bumps I could feel
And then the lights came flashing on
And here the rug I sat upon
With nothing near nor way up high
A mind trick playing with my eye.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #523

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Finding Gold

Going to the beaches
With murder on my mind
A mission that I need to keep
I need to watch the time

The boat comes by and sees me
Its speedy and its sleek
Taking corners tightly
Never seeming weak

Taking up my weapon
No space for a mistake
In the air I feel a presence
Nothing found for heaven’s sake

Drawing up my  dragger
No fear left in my gut
Looking for the piece of gold
Well hidden and well put. 

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Song Lyric Sunday

Written for Song Lyric Sunday where the theme is Heavenly Bodies, Planets, Moon, Sun, Stars suggested by King Ben’s Grandma.

This came to mind because I love the song and I remembered it from A Star is Born!

“Shallow”
(from “A Star Is Born” soundtrack)

[Bradley Cooper:]
Tell me somethin’, girl
Are you happy in this modern world?
Or do you need more?
Is there somethin’ else you’re searchin’ for?

I’m falling
In all the good times I find myself longin’ for change
And, in the bad times, I fear myself

[Lady Gaga:]
Tell me something, boy
Aren’t you tired tryna fill that void?
Or do you need more?
Ain’t it hard keeping it so hardcore?

I’m falling
In all the good times I find myself longin’ for change
And, in the bad times, I fear myself

I’m off the deep end, watch as I dive in
I’ll never meet the ground
Crash through the surface where they can’t hurt us
We’re far from the shallow now

[Lady Gaga & Bradley Cooper:]
In the sha-ha-sha-ha-low
In the sha-ha-sha-la-la-la-low
In the sha-ha-sha-ha-ha-low
We’re far from the shallow now

[Lady Gaga:]
Oh, ha, ah, ha
Oh-ah, ha
Oh, ha, ah, ha

I’m off the deep end, watch as I dive in
I’ll never meet the ground
Crash through the surface where they can’t hurt us
We’re far from the shallow now

[Lady Gaga & Bradley Cooper:]
In the sha-ha-sha-ha-low
In the sha-ha-sha-la-la-la-low
In the sha-ha-sha-ha-ha-low
We’re far from the shallow now

I also want to do justice to the earlier version with another beautiful song

“Evergreen”

Love, soft as an easy chair
Love, fresh as the morning air
One love that is shared by two
I have found with you

Like a rose under the April snow
I was always certain love would grow
Love ageless and evergreen
Seldom seen by two

You and I will make each night a first
Every day a beginning
Spirits rise and their dance is unrehearsed
They warm and excite us
‘Cause we have the brightest love

Two lights that shine as one
Morning glory and midnight sun
Time we’ve learned to sail above
Time won’t change the meaning of one love
Ageless and ever evergreen

The Sunday Whirl: Wordle 522

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Elf Forest

Along the walk I took today
I never pictured what I’d see
A dove, a tree, a whole forest
And there were elves in front of me
To my dismay and to my fear
They just came thundering right by
And stopped right there straight in my path
I blundered and let out a cry
The biggest one had a tattoo
Upon his hairy chest
And then the one who was so small
Wore an old, brown leathery vest
It was the one in the old vest
who spoke to me high with a shrill
“The forest is the danger here”
He said loud with an angst until
I bent way down to his small size
An umbrella right near his ear
“I covet my own privacy
So you just go away from here”

He looked me up and then he said
Like a brave king upon a throne
I’m seven years the king of here
This is the forest I do own!”

So then I took a large step back
Letting me give this guy some space
But he didn’t want to let it go
He got right back up in my face
“I said that this is my own land
And you’re no longer welcome here!”

I turned to him and loudly said
“For that I don’t really care!”

I turned again to walk away
And then I felt his little fist
He didn’t realize I was so big
So I grabbed him by his wrist
I swung him up right to the tree
Which was standing there where we were
I told him “take a flying leap”
And now that tiny elf’s no more!

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

The Sunday Whirl: 10/03/2021

The Concert

Feeling quite frozen and nearly lost in this space

reluctantly leaving the comforts of a known place

Peering around for solace away from the crowd

Pulling his hat down since the venue was loud

He thought it quite lame to sit here and wallow

cramming down popcorn barely able to swallow

He pulls out his ticket to check for the date

Thinking maybe the show was just running quite late

He used to be patient and quiet and kind

Never the type to avenge a brilliant mind

But sitting for this long amongst noises and such

Made him remember why he disliked people so much

So he gets out his walking stick, set by his seat

Asking the near neighbors to tuck in their feet

Moves right along the row reserved just for him

Deciding a concert was a foolhardy whim.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

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The Sunday Whirl: 09/12/21

My Vow to You

Kneeling down before you now
On carpets made of silk
I travel to a land I know
Where tears flow slow like milk

A line before me has been drawn
By wheels inside my head
Like flowers put before a throne
Where candles burn instead

Through the candlelight I see
A living, breathing man
And reaching out I do recall
A quickly as I can

That you are mine and I am yours
It’s not too late to see
That my heart is reaching out
Touching you tenderly

And so I ask you now my dear
If you will be my king
And with this vow I do present
A perfect wedding ring.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

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Do For You

I feel a flutter in my chest
and feel the wind beneath my wings
like a bird upon its cage
feeling free and so it sings
Needing nothing now but love
like a hanger for a shirt
wanting to be hanging out
not laying in the dirt
but the cold can come and take it
and try to halt its song
like a blocked path in a garden
a tree root is that strong
To deny yourself the freedom
like a child from a womb
is to wish you had no lifeline
Only future filled with doom
so you finish what you’re doing
try to stay along your way
keep your vision very close
don’t let sadness make you stray
Be eager to find that someone
to share your love, your flow
and go just where your heart leads
don’t stop or let that go.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry