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Sunshine

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Poetry
« on: November 11, 2011, 02:06:32 PM »
Doesn't have to rhythm can be free verse.
« Last Edit: July 27, 2017, 11:06:19 AM by SunshineMeadows »

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Re: Poetry by Sunshine Meadows
« Reply #1 on: May 14, 2016, 07:22:51 PM »
Austerity Under Cameron
(To the tune of "Fairy Tale Of New York" by The Pogues)

INTRO

It was austerity
Under Cameron,
The Lib-Dems sold us out ,
And kissed the Tories.

And so our proud country
Sleep walked to penury
Even the chosen few
The movers and the shakers.

Aren't we the lucky ones?
What's left now for our sons,
Or for our daughters too,
No safety net for them.

Just working fingers down
Right to the very bone
Whilst fools just don't care
That we're falling in our traces.

FIRST VERSE

There's folk sleeping in cars,
Dying in our cold homes,
In Austerities' winds
Freeze the poor sick and old

Where the rich make scant profit
And death stalks the hush
I wound myself in the world
Tories ruined for us.

CHORUS 1

And the sounds of the welfare state
Being dismantled smote my ear
And the poor, the weak, the sick
Call out in fear

SECOND VERSE

They're cutting the NHS
Down to the bone
With Doctors and Nurses
And cleaning crews gone

Whilst MPs have their jollies
The staff kip on trollies
And the sick go a-begging
For beds 'cause they're none.

CHORUS 2

And the sounds of the welfare state
Being demolished smote my ear
And the old, the young, the sick
Call out in fear

THIRD VERSE

Healthcare must make a profit!
So we've seen all costs rocket
They don't care that the poor
And sick can't foot the bill.

So we pay through our noses
For the rich it's all roses
Whilst insurance co's laugh
In our face when we're ill.

CHORUS 3

And the sounds of Joseph Rowntree
Turning in his grave are clear
And the strong, the hale the rich
Call out in fear.

25/12/2012 Tony Demoncy
I Came I Saw I Fell Over (Tony)

What...yes but...but..alright. Boo tells me that I'm raving again. I did not notice a difference, but I shall heed his word, nonetheless.

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Re: Poetry by Sunshine Meadows
« Reply #2 on: May 14, 2016, 07:23:45 PM »
Beneath The Boots Of Privilege


For those blessed few who live the life of privilege and power
It’s hard for them to see the lives of little folk as real
Us poor ants who scurry ‘neath the boots of those who tower
Are deemed unworthy of the right to live and breathe and feel

We must be told how we should live as reason is beyond us
Our sufferings are meaningless and quite beneath contempt
The poor aren’t meant to live lives of fulfilment they assure us
Else they’d not be such feckless souls – it’s quite self-evident!

And so we work and slave and toil ‘til working is beyond us
To fill the pokes of richer folk for whom it’s all a game
For those who earn more in a year than we do in a lifetime
And squander nations’ riches then tell us that we’re to blame!

Tony Demoncy
09/02/2012
I Came I Saw I Fell Over (Tony)

What...yes but...but..alright. Boo tells me that I'm raving again. I did not notice a difference, but I shall heed his word, nonetheless.

SashaQ

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Re: Poetry by Sunshine Meadows
« Reply #3 on: May 15, 2016, 10:37:49 AM »
Thank you for sharing these  - very powerful

Tony_Demoncy

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Re: Poetry by Sunshine Meadows
« Reply #4 on: May 18, 2016, 05:21:54 PM »
 Thanks Sasha. I hope you are keeping well.
I Came I Saw I Fell Over (Tony)

What...yes but...but..alright. Boo tells me that I'm raving again. I did not notice a difference, but I shall heed his word, nonetheless.

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Re: Poetry by Sunshine Meadows
« Reply #5 on: May 19, 2016, 09:37:04 AM »
Great stuff, Tony. Found myself singing your take on 'Fairytale of New York' yesterday after watching the Queen's speech.

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Re: Poetry by Sunshine Meadows
« Reply #6 on: June 04, 2016, 10:16:04 PM »
Just a silly I wrote today.

Puppy Dog Bliss

    Puppy dog bliss
    won't give it a miss
    if in her ears
    she thinks that she hears
    those wonderful words
    'wanna 'nana my dear?

    Puppy dog bliss
    is a right little miss
    when it comes to
    her favourite
    oh what a sight.

    Sitting and waiting
    her eyes open wide
    hoping some 'nana
    will end up inside.

    But she is no longer
    Puppy dog bliss
    when I was not looking
    it seems overnight
    that she's grown into mischief
    and utter delight.

    450 grammes
    of nothing at all
    now 5.5 kilos
    but still is so small.

    My mini monster
    so stubborn is she
    but give her some 'nana
    and bliss you will see!​

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Re: Poetry by Sunshine Meadows
« Reply #7 on: June 05, 2016, 03:51:37 PM »
That's lovely Rosie! I assume that Tikva is a nana monster?  >biggrin<

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Re: Poetry by Sunshine Meadows
« Reply #8 on: June 06, 2016, 07:14:31 AM »
That's lovely Rosie! I assume that Tikva is a nana monster?  >biggrin<

Thank you!  Mini monster Tikva lurves 'nanas and apples and sweet red peppers.  She knows what is good for her!
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Re: Poetry by Sunshine Meadows
« Reply #9 on: July 27, 2017, 11:03:51 AM »
Does not have to be something we have written ourselves.

Rain

I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can't do a handstand--
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.

Shel Silverstein


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Re: Poetry
« Reply #10 on: July 27, 2017, 12:28:51 PM »
Not poetry but a the English translation of French lyrics:- (Video at the bottom of translation. Made me cry for some reason)

Mistral Gagnant

Versions: #1#2#3



To sit on bench for 5 minutes alongside you,

To watch people as they go by,

To talk with you of good time that have gone or will comeback holding your hand and feeling your little fingers,

Giving food to idiotic pigeons

And faking kicks for fun,

To listen to laugh that cracks up the walls

But really heals my wounds,

To tell you how I was as a kid,

The wonderful sweets that we stole from the shop,

Car-en-Sac and Mints, one franc caramels,

and the Mistral Gagnants. (Mistral Gagnants being a type of sweets.)

 


To walk under the rain 5 minutes alongside you,

To watch life as it goes by,

To tell you about earth as my eyes devour you,

To talk about your mother a little,

And jumping in puddles to get her annoyed,

Ruining our shoes and laughing,

To hear your laugh as the sea's sound,

To stop and turn around,

Te tell you about past Carambars et the Coco Bohères,

The real Roudoudous that cut our lips,

And ruined our teeth,

And the Mistral Gagnants. (Roudoudous, Carambars and Coco Bohères are all sweets.)

 


To sit on a bench 5 minutes alongside you,

And to watch the sun as it leaves,

To talk about the good times that are gone and I don't care,

To tell you that the bad guys aren't us,

That if I am crazy it is only because of your eyes,

And they benefit from being two,

To hear your laugh rise up so high,

That away the bird's cry flies,

To tell you to love life,

Love it even if, time is a murderer,

That takes away children's laughter,

And the Mistral Gagnants,

And the Mistral Gagnants.

 

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #11 on: July 28, 2017, 08:57:48 AM »
OMG thank you Lankou, those song lyrics are so powerful. I can see why you cried.

I have been wondering if being long term sick and disabled makes more of us into poets who notice stuff and have greater opportunity for empathy because we are not rushing to work, to collect the kids from school or to get home for Eastenders/sport.

lankou

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #12 on: July 28, 2017, 09:27:30 AM »
OMG thank you Lankou, those song lyrics are so powerful. I can see why you cried.

I have been wondering if being long term sick and disabled makes more of us into poets who notice stuff and have greater opportunity for empathy because we are not rushing to work, to collect the kids from school or to get home for Eastenders/sport.

Another version with the English translation as the song is sung.


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Re: Poetry
« Reply #13 on: July 30, 2017, 08:22:39 AM »
Definitely worth a watch it gets the feeling across better. The translation is different correct?

Love life even if time is an assassin.

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #14 on: July 30, 2017, 09:04:08 AM »
Definitely worth a watch it gets the feeling across better. The translation is different correct?

Love life even if time is an assassin.

Sometimes translating French into English can be difficult due to cultural differences. (There are also at least three slightly different versions of the song.
The closest version of an Mistral Gagnat sweet in Engish would be this:-