Everything I am moved to write I am moved to write as a certain kind of piece or another. Common items are just regular prose. Funny stuff can be, or it can be a sketch. Things about which I am rather emotional probably will be poetry. Then there are the things I am moved to write for a woman. This will in all likelihood be a song. I'll stress that while I credit myself with a reasonable gift for writing the lyrics, I in fact can play no instrument and can neither read nor write music.
I think that perhaps that conveys the depth of devotion that I must have for a woman before I will embark on such a gesture. Imagine if instead of writing a song it were skydiving, and I was equally ignorant about how it's done? Truly that would tell her that I would do anything for her, and she could hardly help but fall head over heels for me- if I survived falling head over heels all the way to the ground, that is. In all likelihood I would not, so it's good that I settled on songwriting.
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Friday, March 26, 2010
Affection
I have been thinking about the uniquely human variety of affection lately. A single-minded focus on the matter comes to me on occasion. The salient observation which makes for a good starting point may be drawn, unbelievably, from Mr. John Cougar Mellencamp, who noted that love 'hurts so good'. In his way, he astutely observes the bittersweet duality of the emotion. Why there should be any upside to suffering is hard to say. Perhaps it has something to do with the valor and glory of combat on the battlefield which Pat Benatar has told us love is.
The big problem is of finding true love. There is a strong articulation of this proffered by singer and songwriter Warren Zevon's 'Searching For A Heart'. Regrettably, it did not gain the notoriety it deserved, perhaps because it failed to include lycanthropes rampaging through the English capitol. In any event, the song's narrator speaks of the long, restless wait for the unknown person he knows he is destined for. There's no sure thing on the horizon- no promise except that of patience on the part of the searcher.
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The big problem is of finding true love. There is a strong articulation of this proffered by singer and songwriter Warren Zevon's 'Searching For A Heart'. Regrettably, it did not gain the notoriety it deserved, perhaps because it failed to include lycanthropes rampaging through the English capitol. In any event, the song's narrator speaks of the long, restless wait for the unknown person he knows he is destined for. There's no sure thing on the horizon- no promise except that of patience on the part of the searcher.