Bill “Papa” Lee Posted July 11, 2020 Share Posted July 11, 2020 There are times when I worry that I am loosing my edge, or my memory. I often walk out of my room to tell my wife something. Or other times when I forget why I even left my room, let alone remember what I wanted to tell her. So, I try to write poems, to see if I can still do it. So, today was one of those days. A storm was rolling by, so I decided to write about it. Due to where my house sits, on the top of a ridge, I can look down into a beautiful valley, where rolling thunder often comes out of it, a lot! So, here is hoping you enjoy it, so you can judge if I still can write... In The Valley Known As Thunder In the valley known as thunder, even light doth softly creep, To listen out for echoes, in this valley vast and deep. To humbly ask permission, before it dare intrude, For answers loud as thunder, are often heard as rude. Each morning when I rise, and there begin my search, Joined by birds and Angels, while mounted on my perch. Though some may view this place, as just a guilted cage. They are blinded by illusions, just like fiction on a page. But none can scarce deny, the beauty of this place, A valley filled with wonder, which time cannot erase. As the storms of life arise, and cause my soul to ponder, Storms that shake the earth, with rolling sounds of thunder. As dogs and wolves cry out, in fear each and every time, I marvel that God inspires me, again through verse and rhyme. A blessing God has given, if only for a while, No matter the duration, until the final mile. This gift of beauty given, each day the sun renews, A landscape laid before me, each day such splendid views. A place that few will see, and less will ever cherish, To see this site each day, until the day I perish. A beauty laid before me, surly meant for a greater sage, A beauty that no author, could write on countless page. To watch the world ever turning, from long night to brighter day, To marvel at such beauty, that no clock could ever age. Even as I write this, I can only scarce describe, If only God appointed, an older and wiser scribe. But only my sad words, can describe this place of wonder, In the hope that others imagine, the valley known as thunder. William E Lee June 30, 2020 Please forgive any errors. 3 Link to comment
Bill “Papa” Lee Posted July 16, 2020 Author Share Posted July 16, 2020 (edited) 3 hours ago, Stargazer said: I do believe you can! When I worked, I have an incredible memory. It allowed me to so many things before my retirement. As a result I wonder if my memory is due to my lack of activity due to current disabilities, or is it just going? Anyway, thank you for taking the time to read and comment. Edited July 16, 2020 by Bill “Papa” Lee Link to comment
Stargazer Posted July 16, 2020 Share Posted July 16, 2020 7 hours ago, Bill “Papa” Lee said: When I worked, I have an incredible memory. It allowed me to so many things before my retirement. As a result I wonder if my memory is due to my lack of activity due to current disabilities, or is it just going? Anyway, thank you for taking the time to read and comment. I'm always impressed with those who can communicate in verse. In general, writing poetry never held much fascination for me; prose was always my "thing." But that's probably because it never came easily to me; and since I'm a lazy duck, there we are. My attempts were always pathetic. Only one poem I've ever written was worth anything. And even then, not very much! Here it is... If I were a toad And sat in the road, I'd probably get Run over. I once wrote a song, believe it or not! It was a little love ditty about a young woman I aspired to date, but never did. Words and music, too! The title was "Helen Baby". My brother, who is more a guitarist and singer than I ever was (he can sing and play nearly the entire Beatles catalog), has developed the song into a complete piece. I guess the song is sort of a poem, but not very much. 1 Link to comment
Bill “Papa” Lee Posted July 16, 2020 Author Share Posted July 16, 2020 (edited) 9 hours ago, Stargazer said: I'm always impressed with those who can communicate in verse. In general, writing poetry never held much fascination for me; prose was always my "thing." But that's probably because it never came easily to me; and since I'm a lazy duck, there we are. My attempts were always pathetic. Only one poem I've ever written was worth anything. And even then, not very much! Here it is... If I were a toad And sat in the road, I'd probably get Run over. I once wrote a song, believe it or not! It was a little love ditty about a young woman I aspired to date, but never did. Words and music, too! The title was "Helen Baby". My brother, who is more a guitarist and singer than I ever was (he can sing and play nearly the entire Beatles catalog), has developed the song into a complete piece. I guess the song is sort of a poem, but not very much. Poetry is not always in Rhyme, some of the greatest poetry ever pinned is in the lyrics of songs. Such as.. Sounds of Silence, Paul Simon Both Sides Now (Clouds) Joni Mitchell Even “Amazing Grace”, which began as a sermon, by John Newton, a former Slave Trader, became one of the greatest Gospel songs of any age, past, present or future. Edited July 16, 2020 by Bill “Papa” Lee 1 Link to comment
USU78 Posted July 17, 2020 Share Posted July 17, 2020 And a rock feels no pain And an island never cries 1 Link to comment
Bill “Papa” Lee Posted July 19, 2020 Author Share Posted July 19, 2020 (edited) On 7/16/2020 at 11:55 PM, USU78 said: And a rock feels no pain And an island never cries I love that song, Paul Simon is one of the greatest modern day poets and songwriters, ever! Also Neil Diamond, and one of his greatest songs, “I Am”. And to continue with Paul Simon, and the song you quoted in part... ”...I have my books, and my poetry to protect me. I am shielded in my armor, hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one, and no one touches me...” *or I hope I quoted it correctly* Edited July 19, 2020 by Bill “Papa” Lee Link to comment
MustardSeed Posted July 21, 2020 Share Posted July 21, 2020 Mountain shadow, mountain shadow Lay your shade on me Don't let the sun arise and wipe the sleep out of my eyes Mountain shadow In the darkness of my slumber I go to lands yet unveiled the new day won't let me remember these waters I've sailed It's my peace its my horror Its my joy and agony the memories, fears and desires in perfect harmony -Author Relatively Unknown 1 Link to comment
Bill “Papa” Lee Posted July 21, 2020 Author Share Posted July 21, 2020 3 hours ago, MustardSeed said: Mountain shadow, mountain shadow Lay your shade on me Don't let the sun arise and wipe the sleep out of my eyes Mountain shadow In the darkness of my slumber I go to lands yet unveiled the new day won't let me remember these waters I've sailed It's my peace its my horror Its my joy and agony the memories, fears and desires in perfect harmony -Author Relatively Unknown At first glance, I thought of “Moon Shadow”, by Cat Stephens. 1 Link to comment
Stargazer Posted July 27, 2020 Share Posted July 27, 2020 On 7/21/2020 at 7:32 PM, MustardSeed said: Mountain shadow, mountain shadow Lay your shade on me Don't let the sun arise and wipe the sleep out of my eyes Mountain shadow In the darkness of my slumber I go to lands yet unveiled the new day won't let me remember these waters I've sailed It's my peace its my horror Its my joy and agony the memories, fears and desires in perfect harmony -Author Relatively Unknown Is the author someone going by the moniker MustardSeed? Link to comment
MustardSeed Posted July 28, 2020 Share Posted July 28, 2020 9 hours ago, Stargazer said: Is the author someone going by the moniker MustardSeed? Of course!! 1 Link to comment
Stargazer Posted July 28, 2020 Share Posted July 28, 2020 15 hours ago, MustardSeed said: Of course!! Nice! I'm not a connoisseur of poetry, so I am hardly one to do a review -- but that's a nice poem! Link to comment
MustardSeed Posted August 4, 2020 Share Posted August 4, 2020 On 7/28/2020 at 1:41 PM, Stargazer said: Nice! I'm not a connoisseur of poetry, so I am hardly one to do a review -- but that's a nice poem! Very kind of you. Im a song writer of sorts. Thank you Link to comment
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