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Reflection Song was written for my son. Walks of Peace is constructed in a way that allows more verses. Children of the Ward is somewhat autobiographical. Mexico Linda - a whimsical song of a woman who lost her man. [680 words]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (7) Around The Block And Back Home (Short Stories) A slice of trailer home life. [622 words] Christmas Verses (Poetry) I wrote these for a forum, in which members each contributed to a Santa Claus thread. [816 words] Daisy Plumtree (Songs) A woman of the raw frontier. A lady outlaw. [148 words] [Action] I Don The Body Electric (Poetry) modest poem [34 words] In 1968 - From A Letter To A Friend (Essays) I had arrived in New York in the same year that Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King got assassinated. [799 words] Moon-Amber Nights (Songs) A passionate song of young love. [149 words] [Romance] Wild Apples - 8 New Poems (Poetry) Wild Apples, The Pterodactyl, Go Home Don Quixote, Mauve Her Eye, Where Shall We Meet?, 3 more [464 words]
Reflection Song - Four Song Lyrics Charles Turner
Reflection Song
It’s sometimes a hard road, ain’t it son?
And a long old way until the race is won
Sometimes you’re tired
And sometimes you’re wired
And I hope you sometimes have some fun
It ain’t just feathered wings makes a bird to fly
It’s knowing that he’s ready makes him even try
Sometimes he might stall
Sometimes he might fall
He just gets back up into the sky
And sometimes it seems you’re all alone
You’ll find me cheering from my paternal zone
Though words might fail
May love prevail
If not this brass ring then another one
It ain’t just feathered wings makes a bird to fly
It’s knowing that he’s ready makes him even try
Sometimes he stalls
‘N’ maybe he falls
He just gets back up into the sky
I’m not the parent you might have had
In each family there's some good and there's some bad
Be your own man
And not your old man
Set your own terms and make both of us glad
It ain’t just feathered wings makes a bird to fly
It’s knowing that he’s ready makes him even try
He soars over walls
However tall
The thrill the knowing soaring through the sky
Children of the Ward
is my final somewhat autobiographical one, to date. It was written in the same cadence as Bob Dylan's Every Grain of Sand.
I watch the children playing,
See them dancing in the yard.
Preserve the words they..re saying,
Like a fancy Christmas card.
The moments that betray them
Are the moments caught off guard;
Yet the dragons cannot slay them,
Not these children of the ward.
I hear their mothers calling
As they empty out the yard,
Echoing their footsteps,
Like bells tolling in my heart.
I gaze upon the portrait
Of my brother who..s been gone:
Time itself cannot prorate
The memory and the song.
To see you I would kiss you;
And give hugs until you groan.
Mama..s off to find you,
I must go it all alone -
I..ve been across some borders,
To describe my private hell;
In deep and shallow waters,
Like a bucket in a well.
Each story has an anchor;
Yes I dragged mine through the bay;
I was lucky just to find her,
Fortunate she went my way.
The sun is like a prism:
See it straining through the glass.
My mind..s not like a prison;
I..m no prisoner to the past.
There..s a beauty in the foment,
And a rage to top the crest;
Got to have myself a moment,
So I..m ready for the rest.
Walks of Peace
All the wars eventually
Must fall before Walks of Peace
Walks of Peace, Walks of Peace
Must fall before Walks of Peace
I dreamed I went with MLK
On a rare and fateful day
As he strolled along with me
We journeyed back through history
We saw all the wars of race
Wars of countries, even faith
He declared these wars all must cease
Folks must be troops for Walks of Peace
Yes the wars eventually
Must fall before Walks of Peace
Walks of Peace, Walks of Peace
Must fall before Walks of Peace
As Martin said, Don’t be deceived
All of these wars are wars of greed
Its up to us these wars must cease
Folks must be troops for Walks of Peace
Mexico Linda
Mexico Linda
Can you come out today
We'll sit on your veranda
And watch the children play
We'll sip tequila
And talk about old days
Good times before policia
Took your love away
Oh our good days are all over
So we only talk about the past
If we both were much younger
When our lives were such a blast
Mexico Mexico Mexico Linda
Mexico Mexico Mexico Linda
Our lives were such a blast
Mexico Linda
Your lover was a man
First one at the corrida
Last one when others ran
Loved the fiesta
Lazy autumn days
Good times before policia
Took him dead away
Oh our good days are all over
So we only talk about the past
If we both were much younger
Our lives were such a blast
Mexico Linda
The breeze is soft and warm
If you'd like let's linger
Won't do us any harm
We'll finish our tequila
And dream about old days
Help me turn my wheelchair
From sun's burning rays
Oh our good days are all over
So we only talk about the past
If we both were much younger
When our lives were such a blast
Mexico Mexico Mexico Linda
Mexico Mexico Mexico Linda
Our lives were such a blast
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