All So Beautiful: Yeah Really!

The lady and her sorrowed blues

She’ll be dead in time Christmas

It’s written in her sacred shoes

 

Morrisons’s never gonna make it

Not even sure if he wants to

Young and beautiful, he’s had it

 

Jimi was crucified dead mortality

Waiting on a day for it to beckon

His life the stuff of immortal Deity

 

John Lennon knew it would happen

The appointed time the only mystery

A name writ on solid sidewalk stone

 

Brian had it stolen from him and us

Epstein’s almost unremarked upon

The consequence of quiet dignitas

 

Bolan won’t be rolling enviously

The electric elf was nailed on the shelf

By jealously wrapped posthumously

 

Kurt Cobain we hardly knew him

Nirvana’s loss is earth’s pain

Only the beautiful are self slain

 

Syd and Nancy in macabre dance

Punk’s Montagua and Capulet

Never had their loving chance

 

Nothing rises so strangely at all

As perishing young so beautifully

There’s the descent’s ascending fall

 

Even kings can be holy sacrificed

Upon the altar of a brokers pawn

By majestic majesty’s indifference 

 

Sacrifice is what makes us sacred

That’s what Death will never tell us

The Collector only does posthumous

 

So it says an’ maybe even so it goes

Who can tell of that heavenly hell

This side of knocking on those doors.

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'All So Beautiful:Yeah Really'
Duncan Brown,
This poem of musical influences in the past showed that what seems strong and constant
is just like all of humanity. Just when it seems like life is going well...
it is sobering as mortality is not something that can be controlled or the future planned.
I guess that is what makes life so precious. Second to last stanza:
'Sacrifice is what makes us sacred
That's what Death will never tell us
The Collector only does posthumous'
Well done word to a world dazzled by others in the spot light. They are human too.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Duncan Brown]

Thy was thoustas come Franmeg love zone.......