Sunday, April 6, 2014

Pink Flamingo - by Bob Atkinson

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Poemwriter: 
Bernie Taupin

when are you gonna come down
when are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man

you know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
this boy's too young to be singing the blues

so goodbye yellow brick road
where the dogs of society howl
you can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plow

back to the howling old owl in the woods
hunting the horny black toad
oh, I've finally decided my future lies
beyond the yellow brick road

what do you think you'll do then?
I bet they'll shoot down the plane
it'll take you a carton of vodka and tonics
to set you on your feet again

maybe you'll get a replacement
there's plenty like me to be found
mongrels who ain't got a penny
sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

so goodbye yellow brick road
where the dogs of society howl
you can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plow

back to the howling old owl in the woods
hunting the horny black toad
oh, I've finally decided my future lies
beyond the yellow brick road
Commentary:
Such great feelings of a situation, real or imagined
this poem deserves the acclaim it received
and showed fully that poetry can be extremely popular
if it's recognized as song lyrics (poetry's original form)

Pink Flamingo
(c)2014 Bob Atkinson

words of feeling flowed that day
at the hotel by blue sea reaches
a penthouse wall of glass
overlooked white sand beaches

Bernie tried to tell him
how he felt deep in his heart
his friend said "understood"
said "we'll never want to part"

in that mild and wondrous land
of people with much energy
the two constructed beauty
Bernie wrote, Elton played the keys

the fight was with professionals
not these friends of different roots
so to France they soon departed
for different sounding tools

no thoughts of independence
they relied upon each other
to fill broad dreams of popularity
endless drama herein sequestered


feelings laid down on the song
truths herein displayed with skill
bore a simple attitude professed
 of frustration's conflicted zeal

Bernie told us feelings deep
when one sees a slight develop
to injure one just inside the ribs
a placid form of judgement

made all of our hearts melt
two friends working together on art
sending emotions out on broadcast waves
describing drama caused by hardship

took us in our inner thoughts
to a place there on the sand
feelings laid bare with energy
documented by the band

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