Song Lyric Sunday – The Sopranos

This week Jim Adams has prompted us with songs from a TV Show for Song Lyric Sunday. I was a big fan of The Sopranos (including the reruns!) and always loved this theme song. The great thing was they always played it in its entirety before the start of the show.

Lyrics
Woke Up This Morning
by Alabama 3


Well, you woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun
Your mama always said you'd be the chosen one
She said, you're one in a million, you've got to burn to shine
But you were born under a bad sign with a blue moon
in your eyes
And you woke up this morning
All that love had gone
Your papa never told you about right and wrong
But you're looking good, baby
I believe you're feeling fine (shame about it)
Born under a bad sign with a blue moon in your eyes
you woke up this morning
Got a blue moon in your eyes
Woke up this morning
You got a blue moon in your eyes
Well, you woke up this morning
The world turned upside down
Lord above, thing's ain't been the same
since Howlin' Wolf walked into your town
But you're one in a million, you've got that shotgun shine
Born under a bad sign with a blue moon in your eyes
You woke up this morning
You got a blue moon in your eyes
Woke up this morning
You got a blue moon in your eyes
When you woke up this morning everything was gone
By half past ten your head was going ding-dong
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
Like a voice trying to tell you there's something
you should know
Last night you were flying but today you're so low
Ain't it times like these that make you wonder if
you'll ever know
The meaning of things as they appear to the others
Wives, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers
Don't you wish you didn't function, don't you wish
you didn't think beyond the next paycheck
And the next little drink?
Well, you do, so make up your mind to go on
'cause when you woke up this morning
Everything you had was gone, everything you had was gone
Woke up this morning
Woke up this morning
Woke up this morning, you want to be, you want to be
the chosen one tonight
Yes, you know, because you just get help yourself
Woke up this morning
Woke up this morning
Woke up this morning
You got yourself a gun, got yourself a gun, got yourself a gun

Writer/s: JAKE BLACK, CHESTER BURNETT, SIMON EDWARDS, PIERS WATSON MARSH, ROBERT SPRAGG
Publisher: Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Relinquishing

Relinquishing

Slipping into
the liquid darkness
so deep it could drown me
Allowing it swallow and
wash away the torment
It is where I want to be
 
Let the coldness
of the water take me
to another place
I will not be missed
Remembered, maybe
Leaving just a trace

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Image by Pexels from Pixabay 

Breakdown

Breakdown

Three days of silence
since we argued
Not unusual for us
but see no signs
of intended repair
 
As if charting
the breakdown
of our marriage
Transitioning
to nowhere
 
Dark thoughts
random yet broad
Preparing for the worst
Something, anything
Considering my welfare
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Broad - WotD
Transition - RDP
Random - FOWC

Note: This is fiction

Revenge – A Dizain

Revenge

Her hair long and black as a raven’s wing
Glorious, loose curls falling down her back
She walked to forget his words that did sting
Not realizing she had come off track
 
Stopping briefly, she put down her backpack
and stood staring up at the vast blue sky
 
Realizing she knew the answer why
He was insecure, she was beautiful
But did he really have to make her cry?
His actions had left her feeling vengeful
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Frank Hubeny is hosted at D'Verse Poets tonight
and has challenged ged us with a Dizain.
The form is 10 lines with 10 syllables per line
with a rhyme pattern of ababbccdcd
This is my first attempt at this form

The Handmaid’s Tale – A Poem

The Handmaid’s Tale

A realization dawns
The stark reality that
I am merely a possession
A purchased accessory
a commodity, and reminding me
has become your obsession
 
Speechless I retreat
Wounded by your words
so blatantly delivered
Lacking kindness, 
Cruel and meant to sting
Inwardly I shivered
 
As you threaten my livelihood
I consider the repercussions
You will offer no act of contrition 
But continue to wield your power
Indignation unfaltering
You have exercised your volition
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts
Kindness - WotD
Repercussions - FOWC
Go Dog Go Cafe - The Handmaid's Tale

Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay
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