Weekend Writing Prompt #283- Sharing a Bond


Granddad took me along fishing lots,
I loved that time we shared.
So, whether we caught any fish at all
Was not something I ever cared.

He taught me which were perfect lures,
And laughed when I got snagged.
I’ll never forget his prideful face
When he showed off the lunker I bagged.

Now I take my grandkids there
To “dunk a worm” and share a bond.
Making memories like my own,
With Gramps down by the pond.

78-words

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Song Lyric Sunday- 5/29/22- Picture

Such a beautiful song! The lyrics are so meaningful.
I chose this song last weekend* because I knew I might miss the Sunday posting during Memorial Day Weekend. As this was prewritten, I am able to post it from my phone.
Happy Sunday! Stay safe everyone and keep making those memories!
* The unthinkable events this week make this song even more powerful.

The story behind this song:

About 1.2 trillion photos will be taken this year, according to moblivious.com, the majority of them on smart phones. “Picture,” the newest release from Michael Ray, just might inspire a few more photos to be taken as music fans listen to his lyrics and realize just how true they are.

One day we’re barefoot, young and alive, the next we’re a story in a three-by-five, that somebody’s sure glad to have” is one of the more significant lines in his song, co-written with Michael Hardy and David Garcia. It has special meaning for Ray, who wrote the song around the death of a family member.

“My uncle Terry passed away about a week before we wrote the song,” Ray says of the song’s origin. “After he passed, I wanted to write an autobiographical song about my family and the memories we all have to look back on – but it’s not a sad song. It’s a song of celebration. I hope it reminds people, like it does for me, to capture moments with their loved ones.


May 29, 2022 – Appearance, Image, Likeness, Object, Picture, Photograph

Picture

Michael Ray

Cold air, Christmas day, 1997
Pretty in her pigtails, holding up a present
Me in the metal with my front teeth missing
Rudolph on the TV, grandma in the kitchen
July ’85 black Chevrolet
Sunset setting on a Lake County lake
Ten pounds on the dot written on the back
Uncle Terry’s smiling big, holding up a bat
Still hangs in a frame beside the front door
Crazy to think he ain’t here no more

One day we’re barefoot, young, and alive
The next we’re a story in a three by five
Somebody sure glad to have
‘Cause time makes it hard to remember
So take every snapshot while you can
Tell them that you love ’em while you got the chance
Make sure that you take it in
‘Cause one day all you gonna have with them
Is a picture, yeah

Bonfire party in the middle of nowhere
Might just look like buddies and some cold beer
But when it’s my time to leave
It’s all someone will have left on me

One day we’re barefoot, young, and alive
The next we’re a story in a three by five
Somebody sure glad to have
‘Cause time makes it hard to remember
So take every snapshot while you can
And tell them that you love ’em while you got the chance
Make sure that you take it in
‘Cause one day all you gonna have with them
Is a picture, yeah, oh-oh, yeah

If you think this is one of those memories
That you wanna leave behind
Put your arm around who you love
And thank one tonight, tonight, ’cause

One day we’re barefoot, young, and alive
The next we’re a story in a three by five
Somebody sure glad to have
‘Cause time makes it hard to remember
So take every snapshot while you can
And tell them that you love ’em while you got the chance
Make sure that you take it in
‘Cause one day all you gonna have with them
Is a picture, yeah, oh-oh, yeah

Make sure that you take it in
‘Cause one day all you gonna have with them
Is a picture

Songwriters: David Arthur Garcia, Michael Ray, Michael Hardy. For non-commercial use only.

Song Lyric Sunday- Soul Train- Freda Payne

This week the theme is songs that mention Money, Gold, Silver, Rich suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. 

I’ve been extremely busy doing outdoor chores. I popped onto this week’s prompt and a song came immediately to mind. (Otherwise, I probably wouldn’t have participated.)
The video I chose was from the TV show Soul Train. I enjoyed this show every weekend as a kid. Needless to say, this is a ‘golden oldie’. This song reminds me of my ‘little’ sister who was nine when it was released. She and her neighborhood best friend played it over and over … and over. I liked it but they turned it into a (somewhat monotonous) theme song. LOL
I thoroughly enjoy the memory of a time a place now. ❤
This recording became Freda Payne’s first GOLD record.

About Band of Gold

“Band of Gold” is a popular song written and composed by former Motown producers Holland–Dozier–Holland (under the pseudonym of Edythe Wayne) and Ron Dunbar. It was a major hit when first recorded by Freda Payne in 1970 for the Invictus label, owned by H-D-H. The song has been recorded by numerous artists, notably competing 1986 versions by contrasting pop singers Belinda Carlisle and Bonnie Tyler, and a 2007 version by Kimberley Locke. The legendary songwriting team of Holland–Dozier–Holland used the name Edythe Wayne because of a lawsuit in which they were embroiled with Motown. Ron Dunbar was a staff employee and producer for Invictus. When they first offered the song to Freda Payne, she balked at the idea of recording it, finding the material more appropriate for a teenager or very young woman while she was nearly 30 years old. Payne reluctantly gave in after much persuasion by Dunbar. Almost immediately following its release, the Payne record became an instant pop smash, reaching number three in the US and number one on the UK singles chart and remaining there for six weeks in September 1970, giving Payne her first gold record. 

Band Of Gold (Almighty Anthem Radio Edit)

Freda Payne

Now that you’re gone
All that’s left is a band of gold
All that’s left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me

You took me from the shelter of my mother
I had never known or loved any other
We kissed after taking vows
But that night on our honeymoon
We stayed in separate rooms

I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That you’ll walk back through that door
And love me like you tried before

Since you’ve been gone
All that’s left is a band of gold
All that’s left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were still here with me

Ohh

Don’t you know that I wait
In the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That you’ll walk back through that door
And love me like you tried before

Since you’ve been gone
All that’s left is a band of gold
All that’s left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were still here with me

Since you’ve been gone
All that’s left is a band of gold

Songwriters: Dunbar Ronald, Wayne Edythe. For non-commercial use only.

E.M.’s Sunday Ramble Prompt #21

Here are the questions:

  1. What is at least one thing that makes you happy today?
  2. What is one thing that happened last week that made you feel positive and happy?
  3. What is your positive personal mantra? (Mantra means “a statement or slogan repeated frequently” via Oxford Dictionary.)
  4. What is the nicest act you secretly did for someone?
  5. What is one hobby you would like to try?
  6. Bonus Question: What is your go-to song to belt out in the shower?

    1. It’s Springtime. What’s not to feel happy about? My flowering quince is taking on a hue of “pinkness” signaling that an explosion of blooms is imminent.

    2. My granddaughter (age 9) and I have been writing a children’s story together. We’ve kept a journal that describes our characters, explains our story line, and keeps our notes as they pop into our heads. It’s been on and off with many of our imaginings taking place as we wait for the school bus. Last week was Spring vacation so we had a whole afternoon to work. I sketched our characters as we had imagined them, and she added some of her own touches, as well as, outline and color. It was one of those productive days that you don’t want to end. Her excitement was the most delightful part! Things are coming together. Her dedication to the project is heartwarming and she now realizes the work that goes into a creative project. We are ‘making memories’ and building skills.

3. My personal positive mantra is: “Yes we can!”

4. I can’t even begin to recall the nicest act that I’ve ‘secretly’ done for someone because I truly don’t remember. I don’t keep score or hang on to those things. They are “seeds” offered to hopefully ‘take root’. I would have to answer, “Whatever my next one is…”.

5. I’ve tried a lot of hobbies and jump from one thing to the other. I’d like to revisit turning clay pots on an old-fashioned potter’s wheel. That was fun! I haven’t done that for 48 years.

6. I never sing in the shower. Ha! Probably because I’m inclined to sing and dance throughout the day. My cellphone ringtone is Come and Get Your Love by Redbone. That song grabs me. I love breaking into to song when it goes off. Spam calls don’t bother me because I’m dancing and ignoring them all at once! LOL

Song Lyric Sunday- Rhapsody in the Rain

Jim’s prompt this week asks for songs about rain.

There’s an interesting personal story that I’d like to share about this song.
My birthday falls during the second week of April. On one birthday, I received 3 popular 45 singles from my Mom. She had asked the local music store for three current hot selling songs for her young daughter, and they sold her Monday, Monday by the Mamas and the Papas, Kicks by Paul Revere and the Raiders, and Rhapsody in the Rain by Lou Christie. I now know that it was my 10th birthday because I looked up these singles to find their releases were all in March 1966. (Kicks had been released in England in February 1966 but its popularity, on the U.S. charts, began in March.)
When today’s prompt was revealed, Rhapsody in the Rain popped immediately to mind. I’m amazed at the clarity of my memory for all three gifted songs from that same birthday. They are forever linked together by such a thoughtful gift from Mom. At 10-years-old, I felt so “groovy” beginning a record collection. ❤
It’s extra cool that this post happens 56 years after the song’s release during the same month of year!
(The flipside of this single had a song called Trapeze. I liked that song too.)

This song was a bone of contention during its time. Although most of we youngsters either didn’t pay attention or naively didn’t understand song lyrics that were risqué, there was a movement to keep this off of the airways. I was the latter type. I rediscovered quite a few oldies, once I was in my twenties, that I had no clue were ‘naughty’ when they were released. Ah, innocence. ❤
” The Catholic Church helped get this banned on many radio stations, which only made people want to hear it more (You’d think they’d have learned after banning Gary U.S. Bonds’ “Quarter To Three”). It’s mild by today’s standards, but a hot topic back when you didn’t sing about “Makin’ love in the storm” with a teenage girl. “


Rhapsody in the Rain

Lou Christie

Rhapsody In The Rain
Lou Christie
(Lou Christie – Twyla Herbert)

Baby the raindrops play for me
A lonely rhapsody ’cause on our first date
We were makin’ out in the rain

And in this car our love went much too far
It was exciting as thunder
Tonight I wonder where you are

Refrain:
The windshield wipers seemed to say
“Together – together – together – together”
And now they are saying
“Oh, ne… ver, ne… ver”
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, baby

Chorus:
Rhapsody in the rain
Rhapsody in the rain
Angels keep cryin’ for me (don’t… stop)
Angels keep cryin’ for me (don’t… stop)

Baby, I’m parked outside your door
Remember makin’ love, makin’ love, we were makin’ love in the storm
(Sha-la-la-la la-la)

Refrain 2:
And then a flash from above
Lightning – lightning – lightning – lightning
Just li-ike our love
It was exciting, exciting
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, baby

[Repeat chorus]

Bridge:

Guitar solo:

Yesterday, bring back yesterday

[Repeat chorus]

Coda:
Rhapsody in the rain

Songwriters: Twyla Herbert, Lou Christie

For non-commercial use only.

Data from: Musixmatch
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Photo Challenge #403- A Sacred Ground

Use the image as inspiration for a poem or short story.

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Photo Credit Sarah Whiley

A Sacred Ground

There they were. All my summer vacations documented in a stone memorial.
Our family didn’t have the means to visit the ranch every year. These rocks symbolized dog-years instead.
I was seven, once upon a time, and that’s when I found this secret spot. The first stone was my marker of the year I rode my first horse and had broken my wrist falling from the same.

The second and third kept a record of the “girl with strawberry curls”. I was too shy to express my adoration at 14 but we fatefully met again when I was 21. My life was forever changed that year.

The fourth stone marked our wedding right there at our happy place, on my 28th birthday, and the fifth commemorated the year our beautiful son, Anthony, was born. We wanted him to know that ‘Sacred Ground’ from the ‘beginning’ so Anthony rode his first horse swaddled in a pack on his mother’s back.

The sixth stone was a remembrance of all the other beautiful visits. It was dampened by tears of loss on that visit for Dad. Dad was the one who chose the vacation spot. I laugh remembering how he’d rub his hands in excitement while we packed for each trip. This year, he had succumbed to a sudden fatal heart attack at age 55. Mom would never be quite the same.

Mother refused a vacation pilgrimage seven years later and 14-year-old Anthony had joined a traveling baseball team, so our ranch vacations abruptly stopped.

Today I placed my stone-the last stone- on the temple I had started 80 years ago.
I am alone again at my special spot. Time has a way of moving ever more swiftly near the end, but a lifetime of memories is here still. My cane is all that supports me now.
I glance slowly around to etch this moment in my mind and those memories on my heart.
Then I close my eyes. To my startling surprise, I still hear a seven-year-old hollering “giddy-up!” in the wind.

Same, Same but Different- Life is Good

Same Same But Different
Your ‘Same Same But Different’ task is to take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing. That’s right, you need to dig out your thesaurus and find a synonym for each word instead.

Your words are:

  1. sweater
  2. leg
  3. ride
  4. rock
  5. show

See the source image


The old man buttoned his cardigan and folded his arms around himself into a hug. It was a frigid night, and his every limb ached a bit. The earth in his yard was frozen solid so navigating it would be tempting a broken hip. His usual ‘cribbage party’ down the street was going to have to ‘deal him out’. Any outing was definitely not in his cards tonight.
As he poked the fire in his personally handmade fireplace, he took pleasure in listing his lifelong accomplishments one by one in his brain. Even though he was alone, he was safe, and his mind was still sound. A pageant of memories was still blessedly available, so he poured himself a glass of wine and took a long stroll down memory lane as he also ‘drank in’ the warmth of the fire. Before he ‘turned in’, he spoke out loud for the first time all day.
“Life is good, by golly.”

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