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Demand and Supply
2021© Andrew Watkins
Tag: song
A Dark Synergy A Everything Song: Ocean Spray by the Manic Street Preachers
Extended Haiku Poem
An image like a vine
carries negativity
from my earth to sky
Rooting me to spot
the greenfly of hope die there
and fall off in clumps
The sound of calling
cancels growth of emotion
empathy regained
I trot to dinner
where the fruits of our labours
drown us in a haze
Falling and climbing
Without making a sound shoots
carry on the breeze
The vine is like that
too using imagery of
amphora to gain
A foothold places
It has never ever been.
Conversation grows
and turns this way then
that like a drunken’s pencil
writes a note to God
‘I love the vine wine,
women and song, family
of grapes such as we
should never be CRUSHED!!
As the bottle falls and SMASHED!!
I fall to the floor
With a groan, Wasted
smashed open like a grape; wine
puddles at my feet
Bacchus! You bastard!
That was a terrible waste…
Was that meant to be?
I stagger to my
feet looking for a seat, a
drink of the vine wine
to reassure me
Everything is alright. I
stagger outside and
See the Vines stretch a-
way and that feeling comes back
You’re nowt but a hack!!
And I see inside
nothing so grand as the vines
or fruitful or wise
Then I hear a voice
‘Andrew, come back inside!’ So
go pretend I’m vine.
Word Commander
If I was all like
A Word Commander Be it
A Word Commander
I’d be your walking talkin’
Word Commander, I.
am Word Commander
Seeing the World Commander
Not gonna let it
be a bad World Commander
Give me your word commander
We can give you my
Word Commander yeah dig your
Word Commander just
Let it be Commander I
Am your world Commander See
A new world of Words
before you rubbing your chin
comes from within and
outside you and me commander
Welcome to World Commander
Your World Commander
I am your World Commander
Listen World Commander
You and me World Commander
Go into the World Commander!
Sing along to the tune of End Game then let it go through a stomp…
Written in verses of Senryu form (5,7,5,7,7 syllables)
Spot the deliberate mistake in the final verse!
This is my best song ever!
Breathe Away
It’s just in my head
A race car revving its engine
And accelerating
acrid smoke going up my nose
and into my eyes
runaway time
No escape from the pressure
It’s a pressure cooker
on slow cook
tenderising my brain
making gravy out of thoughts
making films out of visions
Standing in line
normality is shattered
my heart thuds, my head hurts
in the calamity of Liszt
dreary dry roads exhaust smoke
rubber dust and smog
breathe away your purity
as the man-made pollutes
and makes your daisy a triangle
the grass is introspection
on a summers day
breathe away your purity
as age gets its way.
Emblazion!!
The rock of ages
the r-o-k of ages past
Can you see the future
In the bottom of your glass?
Rock the ages past
Rock the ages past
Can you see your future
in the bottom of a glass?
lost for inspiration
drowning in despair
the dove spots land
it’s a tigers lair
Camelot comes calling
bringing Guinevere
The rock of ages
the rock of ages past
can you see the future
in the bottom of a glass?
Taking her by the hand
Take her to the promised land
Mistake her progeny
For a shining future
Beware the devil’s cards
Camelot will shoot ya!
Rock the ages past
Rock the ages past
Can you see your future
in the bottom of a glass?
The days are one long carnival
Misers are convivial
the future has become the past
Camelot keeps calling
you can keep bees…
Or I’ll bring you to your knees
Rock the ages past
Rock the ages past
can you see your future in
the bottom of your glass?
There’s a bee that’s buzzing
in your ear telling, you are very near
to the mansion house
to the Emblazion!!
to the Emblazion!!
Rock the ages past
Rock the ages past
can you see the future in the bottom of a glass?
Emblazion!! Emblazion!!
One step to heaven
Two steps back
When will the future
Cut me some slack?
mad medley
I’m the one you are looking for
+1+2+3+4
Stare up at the ocean
Look up to the sky
… the world is in motion
and we are passers-by
I’m the one you’re looking for
+1+2+3+4
Eleven in a bed and the little one said
Roll over, roll over
So we all rolled over and one fell out
And he hit his head and we heard him shout…
I’m the one you’re looking for
+1+2+3+4
We are amazed, you spend your days…
Shake, rattle, roll
Shake, rattle, roll
Shake, rattle and roll!
I’m the one you’re looking for
+1+2+3+4
I’m the one you’re looking for
+1+2+3+4
Please remember to tie a knot in your pyjamas
Single beds are only made for one two three four
I’m the one you’re looking for
+1+2+3+4
I’m the one you’re looking for
+1+2+3+4
cont…
The Future
Articulate in yer face!
May I stay here and listen to you while my mind and senses explore on replay.
Still here talking!
On replay
On replay
Someone is bringing fresh drinks over
on replay
on replay
The party is busy but i don’t care
on replay
on replay
She’s not here but you’ll do instead talk all day
on replay
on replay
the future is the past
on replay
on replay
on replay
What are we gonna do?
One Liners
‘Fire a harpoon into the past…’
She was beautiful…
I’ve got to get out of here…
No time like the present…
Or the past…
‘Fire a harpoon into the past…’
I should like that…
I do like that..
Fire a harpoon into the past
Faces, faces, I’m coming last
(coming at last)
I’m coming at last…
I’m coming at last…
(phew!)
I never thought I’d get out of there…
Nitrogen Two
Nitrogen Girl you see the part
The wholesale of a broken 💓
Waiting to be discovered
The seventy percent of me that no-one sees
Nitrogen Girl in you i have found
A reason to stick around hoping
You stick around too
Seventy percent of me and you
Nitrogen girl its so sad its only gonna turn out bad and i,ll be walking and youll be walking too. Whooa nitrogen girl stick around.we save thirty percent for ourselves and the rest we become nitrogen two. Whooa!
