The Music that Moves Mountains
The sixties ushered in huge social change that altered the fabric of society and set in motion a chain reaction. It inspired me, shook me, stirred me up and set me flying. The music filled my veins with fire, my head with realisation; it opened my eyes, made me think and poured energy through my ventricles.
I thought I’d play about with a few words. It’s not great poetry but it made me smile!
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The Music that Moves Mountains
From Dylan to the Doors,
Beatles to the Stones,
I dreamt the thoughts
That matched the tones.
Harper and Cohen,
Ochs and Guthrie,
Gave me the words
To match my own melody.
My neurones soared
With the feedback
As my thoughts set out
On a new tack.
Beefheart and Young
Sent me reeling.
While Joni and Joan
Filled my head with feeling.
For we’ve got the Traffic
And the new Family,
Floyd in the stars,
As Hendrix set me Free
Country Joe was so Grateful
As the Airplane flew
From Buffalo with Invention
As that feeling grew.
Love flew like the Byrds
While the Velvets walked the streets
It was all Canned Tomorrow
That Broughton cosmic feats.
For we’re all Sunshine Supermen
On a journey across the universe
Floating on those cosmic wheels
From verse to verse.
Music’s my inspiration
As my consciousness flows
Along those golden strings
As the syncopation grows.
Opher 15.8.2015
Love this. Great tribute
Thanks – It was a bit of fun.
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
Chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise just a little sand
‘Cause I’m a voodoo child
Lord knows I’m a voodoo child
Seems apposite to me
We’re all voodoo children. We need to be in a world like this.
I’m chopping!! Can’t chop fast enough!! Too many mountains!!! Aaah – I miss Jimi. Just think what he might have been doing these past forty years! Doesn’t bear thinking.