To get back into writing as a habit for my creative /expressive needs and to prepare to resume my children's writing course.
Sunday, 23 October 2016
flying solo duo and group
At present after realizing
my single-hood is going to be prolonged
I have nevertheless also accepted and pro actively
sustained a life time's dynamic of transformation and change.
Soloists and single flyers include St.Francis of Assisi
Amelia Earhart,Antoine De Saint-Exupéry's Little prince
Mother Teresa .Herge's Tintin,St.Paul,Jesus
Yet some people i.e solo artist's are not un-partnered.
Even in fiction Tintin has Snowy.And in Little prince
the solo pilot is a meditation on another who is from another
like Bowie's major Tom .
In my child's mind I always hoped to be Adam in Eden
with an Eve who a kind author brought into the garden
where I had been planted.
When there was no girl there was instead
paint pens and paper
and later the lady was a musical instrument
from harmonica to ukulele to guitar violin.
Yet despite some lovely God given Eve's
who walked into and out of the Eden I shared
none stayed.
Just reflections projections hopes dreams and traces
in lyrics riffs doodles and melodies and movies.
Each Eve imagining her ideal Adam
and each manifestation of being their Adam
proving not to be not for me an Eve of something lovely and lasting.
The solo flying of harmonica
has always enjoyed the sky provided by other musicians skies
often duets...with various friends Steve,Simon,Jim and David
often to some heartfelt song about losing the lady
or the loneliness of Eden or the sky to fly in over and out of it
as with praise in the altar with Simon
or rock n roll with Steve,Jim or Dave
of course there is even then the splitting oneself into
sky and bird and author
as one takes a string instrument in one's arms
a harmonica in a cradle
lyrics in one's mouth and flowing heart
becoming a pretend duo group or momentary movie romance
of reflection.
This is like doing a mural
or a commission for another
always best when for a couple for then
like a midwife of emotion one gets to record
their flight with the wings of imagination God gave you
this is I feel like
being a hymn writer
God takes on a shared group reality
and mutual reverie
when a church is lifted by a praise 'group'
groups then are concerts
i.e concerted mutual efforts to
provide the flowers tress and ground
and sky for each other's comfort
whether it be illusion or reality is of no matter
just as when two lover's spill all they are
into the common shared river of their mutual lives
Pacem in Terris
may be found
whether it be Wirral Ukulele Fanatics
Beatles
Jimmy Rae and the Moonshine Girls
Pink Floyd
or the wise decision of Bob Dylan to work with a band
or John Martin
or Van Morisson
to be tempted towards orchestra
yet one's mind and theirs too in the case of John Martin
and Roger Waters a deep and loving empathy and reverence for the lost sheep soloist
who give their sermon's on the mounts like the fools on the hills they are
Nick Drake-living on solid air- a tough flight that one
Syd Barrett -piper at the gates of dawn-wish he was here
and when he was flying solo Bob put it well
the answer is still 'Blowing in the wind
like that harmonica
Bob borrowed that plane from Woodie
there's a star man waiting in the skies
well if there wasn't prayers would be just thin in and not so solid
no one to pipe in the dawn
no fool on any hill to play
day after day
no sermon on any amount of mounts
the front line is either an Eve
or a few disciples on an Emmaus Road
hoping they walk with Psalm 23's shepherd
neath Psalm One's trees
beside The River man
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