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 the 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
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 may not be great poetry but it made me smile!
