Uprising Has Begun

Another of fellow Dorset based poet CJ Harrington's pieces set to music

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THE RAVEN
The dark bird caws an aching creak, jarring
high in the branches of my twisted hazel

Light drips thickly - like warm blood or hot metal -
from the anvil angles of its beak, cuts short
breeze, divides still water, and settles
deep in the silence of the little pond beneath

It is not the tawdry light of the mind
where still limbs, still torso, still breath pull close -
become justified - where truth is vulnerable to age

Nor is it the light of secret gardens, of mists
unsettling and godless clarity eclipsing everything

An illusive bat mapping shady new worlds
by shriek and wail.  The old owl's careful murders
These fears swoop in the cool of night

But this raven comes with the light.  Hopping and strutting
Gently tip tap tapping.  Its black glint encumbering
ornamental cherry trees, beach and oaks with ease

And it brings the white-hot light of fear.  The clarity of danger
The fat weight of doubt that lingers near
The crack in peace.  The spark of both death and change

The Raven (featuring the Poetry of CJ Harrington)

Boson Spin - Brondvord [part 3]

This track was created for the Naviar Haiku group.
378 week haiku
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2021-04-02

snowflakes gently fall ( Naviarhaiku 378 )

Featuring a choir sing-a-long at the end from forum members of songwriterforum.co.uk. Their user names there: NeilC, PaulAds, PompeyJazz, 5 Guys Named Lars, Wicked Deeds, Jack Simmons @MonnoDB and LostBoy

Phyllis the Fish

She was the best swimmer at university 
Yet In the shallow end she took a shine to me
Then as she coaxed me to discard my water wings
I practiced breast stroke while she dreamt of wedding rings
Though me and Phyllis surely lacked a chemistry
She warned you can’t deny destiny

Goodbye,  Phyllis the fish
Remember your wish
That love would bless you
Goodbye, Phyllis the fish 
Should have been kissed
As love caressed you
Passion obsessed you, goodbye


She said for me she’d swim the reservoir of ice
I said no need for that, I suggested she think twice
But to prove love she said who dares wins
She stuck a pose I swear, flexing dorsal fins
Though our doomed love swam against the tide
Phylis swore she’d be my bride

CHORUS 

Then came the day when we all gathered by the icy lake
She cried I’m swimming this for you and for our love’s sake
And people patted me on the back and hollered, how they cheered
Until she disappeared 
Poor Phyllis lost for eternity
I heard the crowd sing with me

CHORUS

Phyllis the Fish - feat a choir of buddies

Recorded in January 2018, this song is about the fun of planning life's adventures with a newfound partner. Instruments include a PRS electric guitar, Fender Jazz bass, Yamaha Motif6 keyboard, and sampled drums.

Time To Set Us Free (Original by Ben Buttrick)

Watch the video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCnuAgkAEhQ

Some Day, It Blows You All Away...

You think everything is going to go on for ever like this? Me neither.

Before It Blows You All Away

Voice and Lyrics by Todd Tuttle: (@ttuttle)
He made it look easy to stuff himself into a goat  that couldn’t be observed inside a hook and loop bird coat His even-toed ungulate hooves controlled his feathered wings  He could wave his arms in a boat and teach children about the cleverness of things
But the part that everybody loved was when it tried to fly its enormous bag of untested methods hung on the outside It moved with a lag of progression That lurched in reverse forward momentum It said if I’m 4 pi over 3  you must be pi over 2
I sorted dark sweet sacks  From horny toads on the wet grass With mildew on the pumpkin leaves And I’ll be leading you
Blackberries in sweet sacks Plum tomatoes on the wet grass Toad jumps to the butternut leaf
 And now I’m lagging you
Do the noodle in a sassafrass Wiggle our toes in the wet grass Will do all the pumpkin seeds Then you’ll be seeing me
assorted sad sacks  Some kind of toad on the wet grass Mildew on the pumpkin leaves And I’ll be seeing you
Then I’ll be seeing you

Vegetable Tangents (with Todd Tuttle)

K1 MIX

夜桜(Yozakura)

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