gregwa8
gregwa8
Oct 14, 2018

What Grows Us

I might have my
Sometimes skewed
Point of view

But know this, baby
I love you

You might be bright yellow
When I wanna
Be blue

But know this, baby
I love you

The stars can’t always
Be aligned
And a good thing
Takes some time
Some time

I might see the forest
When you just
See the trees

But know this
You’re my main squeeze

You might be a tornado
When I just
Wanna breeze

But know this
You’re my main squeeze

Everything can’t always
Come up roses
But maybe that’s
What grows us
What grows us

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Lyrics to a song I wrote. I'm dog sitting for the next two weeks, and gonna try to write some songs.

Review Request Direction: How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Maryland, USA

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Comments

Eumolpus

to a coffehouse song. The best lyrics are usually catchy, easy, fun, transparent. Then it's about the music, the arraignment, the performance.
Are you a musician? It doesn't take much to be a songwriter, you just need a good ear and 7 chords.
Like Irving Berlin. Wrote everything in one key, with 7 chords. And there's actually money available from good lyrics, if you're lucky and don't get screwed as most good lyrics do.

Without music, lyrics rarely can only go so far in terms of poetry. Poetry, pure poetry, does not need music. It is its own music.

Eumolpus

I do often check out the coffeehouse music station in my car. Your song could easily be adopted by one of those very talented performers. I would send it to a few of them, it has a lot of potential!

zebra

zebra

6 years 6 months ago

Feels good to read this. Its easy pieces..... a lotta love and a few tears...While not an astrologer I am well versed enough to know we are squeezed by oppositions and squares i.e. as the celestial forces move into difficult relationship they remain axiomatic of " as above so below" as we are baked into the world soul

The stars can’t always
Be aligned
And a good thing
Takes some time
Some time