I imagine there might be one or two people who found the last post just too lovey-dovey for words. If you're single (and not necessarily thrilled about it) hearing about other people's fantastic loving relationships is really just about the last thing on your 'fun stuff to do' list (if I remember rightly...). So here's the other side of the record, if you like, a piece of writing about not being able to find Mr/Mrs/Ms/Miss Right.
I wrote the piece below a few years back - partly about some of my own past and partly because I know quite a few lovely, desirable people who have really not had a love in their adult lives that has been in any way worthy of them (OK it's not headline news but it is something that bothers me because I like to think that everyone can have at least one really good love in a lifetime...even if it doesn't last 'forever'...even if it isn't perfect). The piece started (as the name suggests) as a song without a tune. Then it had a tune for a while (and it made a lovely song, if I do say so myself). But then (for reasons I can't go into now) it lost its tune again and it is currently looking for a new one. So anyone up for giving it a go? Dominic – you there? Anyone else? I'd love to hear it sung again.
Love song without a tune
There’s a hole in my hearth Where the fire should be My guitar’s short a string Is it G, D or E? My music’s too lonely It sings a sad song And sad can be tiresome When it goes on this long
Chorus There’s a gap in my life There’s no lace in my shoe Cos I’ve plenty of stuff But I can’t find a you
I’ve no warmth in my bed It’s a double for one No surprise in my cornflakes The food without fun There’s a huge gaping hole Where my loved one should be I’ve a big full hot teapot But no two for tea
I’m not a bad person I have love to share But I can’t find a taker And I’ve looked everywhere So the hearth remains cold And the bed just the same I’d find you much quicker If I just knew your name
And shoes make another appearance in this you'll notice (which all makes me wonder if I have a shoe fetish I don't know about...). Guesses still coming in for the title of the poem in the last post too...do you know your US TV?
Originally from the north of England, I live in Angus, Scotland where I walk a lot, think a lot, listen to lots of music, sometimes write poems, sometimes read poems out to other people, sometimes write songs, read all kinds of odd things, watch a bit...oh and I look after my family too.
I sometimes organise poetry and music events - details are usually here (though nothing coming up in the near future). This year I went travelling with my family - photos and notes are here. Now we're back I have moved to a new regular blog - it is here.
More about the song
You can buy my book (published 2008) from my website if you fancy it (go to 'book' page) or from www.amazon.co.uk if you prefer the comfort of the multinational corporation. My book is printed on recycled paper and card. I have 12 different poetry postcards available too.