Icarus at home 33

If I had a boat...

It's Saturday morning, whoopee, I have promised myself a keyboard free day - but och, writing this means I have failed to keep my self-promise. Still, that doesn't mean I can't post a couple of gems before I go. Today I am going to play my guitar because I have a tune buzzing and as Elizabeth Bishop says - 'I Am in Need of Music'. I have been sent this most wonderful poem which I might have tattooed where no one will ever see it. I may not get a tattoo, but then again I just might. Enjoy the poem and then listle (which is a word I just made up and can't be bothered to correct). This song is just the bees knees.

I am in need of music that would flow

Over my fretful, feeling fingertips,

Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips,

With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow.

Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low,

Of some song sung to rest the tired dead,

A song to fall like water on my head,

And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow!

There is a magic made by melody:
A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool
Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep
To the subaqueous stillness of the sea,
And floats forever in a moon-green pool,
Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.

And if I had a boat, I'd go out on the ocean and if I had a pony I'd ride him on my boat... kiss my ass Kemosabe, I am not gonna be a slave to the keyboard today: