An adapted story. I say adapted only because I turned it into verse for this post.
What’s the worst thing you want to hear about if you’re an artist, photographer, writer, poet, musician, whatever apart from being ignored? I’d often wondered. Now I know.
“I kinda like your kinda great kinda music
I kinda like the way you kinda write a kinda song
I kinda like the kinda words for your kinda lyrics
I kinda think we might kinda get along”
Not sure if I was being dissed or liked, my reply;
“I kinda think I better be off now”
Was my kinda way of saying goodbye
I kinda hope she hasn’t kinda killed my kinda creativity
If so I kinda think I’ll just break down and kinda cry
There’s got to be a song in there somehow. Having said that here is a song. It’s an older number written about a front man in our teenage band I played lead in. He thought he was the only talent and owned the show. Big ego’s kill bands as he found out. After that I gave up being in bands. Politics doesn’t do it for me. Anyway, I hope you like it;
The pic below I took from a clifftop. I was looking down and spotted just the tail of a giant mermaid on the beach below. I hope she wasn’t harpooned and washed onto the beach on the incoming tide.
‘The Giant Mermaids Tail’
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