Writing Music

It's harder than I thought it would be. I'm having to go back and redo the entire thing. But so far it's also very satisfying to do.

Trying Compostion for the First Time

I will now attempt
To write my very own songs. 
Let's see how this works.

Bronies Playing Prance

Bronies play at Prance.
Good Gravy! Mister Scorcher 
Has quite a fast hand!

MEGALODON

 

His name is Big Tooth.
He was bigger than a bus.
His senses were keen.

His jaws were mighty.
His sharp teeth were enormous.
Big whales were his prey. 

No creature was safe
From this powerful monster.
He ruled the old seas.

But now he is gone.
And teeth are all that remain
Of this mighty fish.  

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The photo is a still from the BBC's Chased By Sea Monsters trilogy.

Remarks On The Lockdown

Public places closed,
And boredom is setting in.
How long will it last?

Dmitri

Your silver hair, your ardent dark eyes,
Your suave baritone that drove women mad,
I sent you many thousand sighs.

Such beauty rare, and such a bright star;
But I never met this man of great fame.
I loved you, only from afar.

Three years have gone since you passed away.
And yet still your star continues to shine
Inspiring the singers of today.


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Updated 4-5-10

Commentary On Corona Virus

Frequent hand washing.
I look like Lady Macbeth.
Out, out, damned spot, out! 

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Credit goes to James of I Don't Know, But...

Kristi

Cancer took my friend,
The one who had worked so hard
Making good dinners.

If only I knew
Her time was fast running out.
But how could I know?

 
 

Gagarin Mourns For Komarov

Why did this happen?
The Soyuz was not ready.
It had many flaws.

I begged them to stop,
To allow for more testing.
They would not hear me.

You flew to your death 
In a rocket ill-designed,
Because of their haste.

Così Fan Tutte In Three Haiku

            
Young folks in love,
Their friend is quite the cynic.
So they make a bet.

The men pull a prank
To fool the ladies to test
Their fidility.

A lesson learned:
Do not take things for granted,
Not even your love.


                            

Bondarenko

           I wanted to fly
           But I did not get the chance.
           I died in a blaze.

           Some people believe
           If my death was made public,
           Three men might still live.
           

Anakin's No Whiner, YOU Are, Werther!

Stop wasting your time 
With this moping and doping! 
Just get over it!

She's married, that's life.
Five minutes of a toothache
Would restore your sense.
 

Onegin's Mistake

      
     The Prince loves her
     Whom I lectured years ago
     When she wrote to me.

     Why did I scold her
     As though she were only five?
     My chance has flown by.
   

     

Haiku Time

No more leaving this thing sitting for months on end. 


Dr. Boli spent last month doing Haiku. I figure I might give it shot. I will keep this about music, but will add other things to keep my creativity alive. I started my Space Race binge again, so here are two about the Nedelin Catastrophe:

 
                       Khruschev says to launch
                       The rocket filled with venom.
                       Ninety plus are dead.
                    
                       No rockets will fly
                       On that day forevermore
                       To respect the dead.

 I will write another one tomorrow.