Do songs count?

Say it Rah-shay By Apr 17, 2009 No Comments

In poetry, can I count a song as a poem?
Sure I will! My blog, my rules.
Anyhoodledoodle (like that?) I am adding Sinead O’Connor to my favorites. Back in the merry ol’ land of 1990 when MTV played videos, The Box was a hit, and I had a cassette player, I used to love me some Sinead. Yes, she was bald. Yes, she ripped up a picture of the pope (will not go there but, cha know). Yes, she publicy spoke of her ABORTION but she could wail and my faux teen angst was made all the better by popping this tape in my Sony and swaying in time.
Golly I was (am) lame!

Feel So Different from I Do Not Want What I Haven’t Got
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change
Courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference

I am not like I was before
I thought that nothing would change me
I was not listening anymore
Still you continued to affect me
I was not thinking anymore
Although I said I still was
I’d said “I don’t want anymore”
Because of bad experience
But now I feel so different
I feel so different
I feel so different
I have not seen freedom before
And I did not expect to
Don’t let me forget now I’m here
Help me to help you to behold you
I started off with many friends
And we spent a long time talking
I thought they meant every word they said
But like everyone else they were stalling
And now they seem so different
They seem so different
They seem so different
I should have hatred for you
But I do not have any
And I have always loved you
Oh you have taught me plenty
The whole time I’d never seen
All you had spread before me
Thewhole time I’d never seen
All I’d need was inside me
Now I feel so different
I feel so different
I feel so different
I feel so different
I feel so different

Dusting off my cassette player,


I am mom, daughter, sister, yarn lover, word lover, crazy cat lady and library chick. Find me with book or with hook and a hot cuppa.

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