'OOH How I Love You'

the Moody Blues: a taste of my Romantically/Impressionist aspects...

 

 

 

"Oooh How I Love You"*

　

‘Nights In White Satin’*

the song and words

play wishfully

in my head,

soaring me into my

romantic and impressionist

aspect of life.

~~~

‘Letters I’ve written

never meaning to send..’*

Yes, so much unsaid;

words, songs

would fill days and days,

leaving only nights in silence.

Why do most of us live in the dark?

~~~

‘Beauty I’ve always missed

with these eyes before..’*

Often we fail to see

the possibilities,

the vast potential

of beauty and life

as it teems throughout the universe,

and within.

Blinded by the way things are,

but also by fear

and doubt.

~~~

‘Lovely to see you again my friend

won’t you walk with me to the next bend’**

Come, give me your hand

let’s stroll this beach of time.

With its shifting sand,

life is complex emotion;

demons lurk,

hidden behind wave soaked rocks.

But so does the thrill

of chasing and kicking

ebbing and flowing waves;

giggling at the sudsy foam

made with all our words spoken..

~~~

‘Nights in white satin

never reaching the end..’

Come, let me hold your hands,

see your cheeks dimple

when you smile.

Let this be the letter

I’m sending...

Cause -

‘ooh how I love you’*

 

~~~redzone 1.24.14

 

* these are lines from the Moody Blues song

"Nights In White Satin

** this is a line from the Moody Blues album

"On The Threshold of A Dream"

 

NOTE: credit for this poem must be given to Frieda.

The other day she wrote a lovely, romantic poem with

"Nights In White Satin" embedded within.

I love this song, and have appreciated the artistry

of the Moody Blues forever. Their album

"Days Of Future Past" remains one of my most favorite.

So, thank you Frieda, for the inspiration (poem and music).

Author's Note

disclaimer: this song does me in, makes me sing naked while running down the street, makes me see the way things could be, makes me write this poem... sheesh and all I wanted to do was change the world!!

captcha: zupanate... well I have my own captcha.. ZOOOOM ;o)

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

I swear that song was written for artists...I can't thank of many others that have inspired so much art in so many forms over the years haha Wonderful adaptation and a lovely work in its own right.

[MsJewel]

One of my favorite songs of all time Curt. You have transpired these lyrics into another beautiful masterpiece. Your poem is lovely!

:) Julie

[Tate Morgan]

i never had that experience But i have listened to it for years wondering what hold this band had on me. Then it hit me they are more like an orchestra of rock. Like the trans siberian band

[redzone]

they were one of the first rock bands to use a full orchestra as an intricate part of their music. I think it was the London Philharmonic Orchestra that accomplies this song. THE whole album. Thanks for reading and leaving your comment.. ~~redzone

[Tate Morgan]

you are welcome nice to meet you i am Tate Morgan from Marion Ohio

[redzone]

hi Tate.. will have to travel over to read some of yours..

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you That would be nice of you

[Tate Morgan]

I have a penchant for music as well

[Sami Khalil]

One of your best dear poet. I enjoyed it tremendously...:).......................

[redzone]

thanks Sami... I like it too, even as I was writing, I was singing.. that doesn't always happen...

[Sami Khalil]

That is so good...You are welcome...:)...................

[Frieda P]

Omg curt, be still my heart. I love this with my whole entire heart...you've given the Moody's words a new charm'd heartbeat and delightful significance. Every verse, every stanza sent me reeling, albeit not running naked dancing in the streets, but that's a thought....I just wanted to lose control in the essence of your words, simply captivating, sigh..........sigh.........sigh and to think I was part of this inspiration, I might quite literally pass out now.

100 beats of my heart

[redzone]

Yepl, it's really all your fault I just held the pen .. Frieda, I caught you, you won't fall I really am glad you enjoyed this poem

[Frieda P]

I hope you're happy now curt, couldn't help myself, ran naked through the streets, got bail money? MWAH!

[redzone]

yes dear, I know you would (or at least hoped.. ) I will send/bring/ and then will you let me treat you to coffee.. I will tell you the secret of how to run naked in the streets and not get cought... Of course I will know how to catch you but that will be for another poem..

[Frieda P]

Haha, can't wait to read that one.........!

[redzone]

Frieda, if I write a poem about catching you running naked in the streets, the whole world would smile and utter:O M G !!! And all your boyfriends here at the W.C. would be jealous and that"mean dog Vinne" would never stop looking for us.. but I must admit, writing this poem about catching you wraping my arm blanket around you would be worth any risk or wrath... hmm let me think, what song would be appropriate? er..I know one a classic Beatles song, can you guess? :-p but mostly ;0) !

[Frieda P]

Ha I've been pondering this question...I'm kerfuffle'd and perplexed, Let it be, naked on the long and winding road? haha ;-)

[redzone]

Close and both good ones .. ok ok. Here is a hint : think White album ...

[Frieda P]

Mother's Nature's son runs naked amok honey pie? haha ;-)

[redzone]

You are so wicked ..Mother Nature loves to run naked, forget the son. Haha. Your humor is so tempting, can't you dump Vinnie and run (naked of course ) away with me ... this song was banned at my first wedding ... the adults of the day thought it tooop extreme .. ok ok another hint ; why don't we...;0). When you figure it out Frieda, don't forget I love you ..

[Frieda P]

...and get cobblestone burns on my hiney, no way jose ;-)

[redzone]

Oooooh good come back .. ;0) I still love you, you can be on top. No cobblestone burns on you hiney and Why Dont We Do It In The Road will once again be banned .. oh well ..

[Frieda P]

Seriously it was banned, that's too funny....

[redzone]

It was .. funny .. her parents and mine thought she and I and all our guests would immediately run out and have sex .. in public and in the road .. I did think this song would be good as background music to a poem written about catching you running naked in the streets .. must admit didn't consider hiney burns .. typical man huh.. my Jose was showing ...

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh, this is a wonderful song....always has mesmerized me. I can remember singing it at the top of my lungs with my friends while driving down Collins Avenue in Miami Beach. Never did sing it naked while running down the street, though. You took it to a higher level. :) Love....makes people do things they didn't even know they could and makes them imagine everything is possible. "Come, give me your hand let’s stroll this beach of time." Oh, yes, that is an invitation I would accept in a New York minute..or a New Jersey one as the case may be. In any case, it is difficult to believe any "lonely man cries for love, but has none" while listening to this song. Your poetry is so very lacy and flows beautifully into the lines of the Moody Blues song. So, my friend, my advice is, "Breathe Deep!" Very "nice" Curt! Lydi**

[redzone]

aaah Lydi, I am glad you liked this.. somehow I knew you would know every word to the Moody Blues songs.. empassioned lovers wrestle as one... but we decide which is right and whick is illusion... Breathing Deep is good.. Thanks Lydi,