This is a gorgeous arrangement and some stirring vocals, horns worthy of Motown and slide guitar and strings that pull all the poetry out of Cobain’s song. I had to listen to it 3 times and sing very loudly along with it just to free myself from its spell. I still want more.
Bridge and Bandon were beautiful in the spring sun. Lots of bright colorful light to capture and carry home
shadow stained mirror or
A ghostly embryo floating
in a womb of sky?
Ruffled water,
lilly leaves drift in anchored circles,
birds gabble and croak and whistle
beyond the trees on the far shore
an ice cream truck blares its territorial song
on its daily migration.
Spirals of oxydized clay
the eyes of beasts
extinct.
Coming soon more April poems in May.
Malibu Beach, Malibu Beach
I just like saying Malibu Beach
It bumps of my lips in sibilant clips,
and slants down into the sea.
Fly some, flee some
get some freedom.
run some, crawl some
stand and fall some.
grab those bones,
beat that drum until it bleeds
dig some, sow some
wilder seeds.
plant some, grow some
then you can blow some
dark and jagged
ragged and raging
on those windy weedy reeds.
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