Luna's Form Poetry
Viewing comments for Chapter 24 "Eric Clapton"a place to gather my poetic forms
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Comment from Gypsy Blue Rose
I love Eric Clapton too. The song about his son, tears from heaven, always makes me cry.
I think you did an outstanding job with the poem.
Gypsy
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I love Eric Clapton too. The song about his son, tears from heaven, always makes me cry.
I think you did an outstanding job with the poem.
Gypsy
Comment Written 06-Dec-2016
Comment from Heather Knight
Cool poem, Luna.
The truth is I don't know many songs by Eric Clapton, even though he's so famous. I'll have to listen more. I love Tears in Heaven, but that's about it.
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Cool poem, Luna.
The truth is I don't know many songs by Eric Clapton, even though he's so famous. I'll have to listen more. I love Tears in Heaven, but that's about it.
Comment Written 06-Dec-2016
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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Thanks so much for reading my work and for this review. I appreciate your attention to my work.
luna
Comment from Sis Cat
This is a great acrostic to a great singer, songwriter, and guitarist. It is a vivid tribute and I can almost hear him playing. He has a great love for his craft, and your love for your craft of poetry shows through in your tribute. Thank you for sharing.
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This is a great acrostic to a great singer, songwriter, and guitarist. It is a vivid tribute and I can almost hear him playing. He has a great love for his craft, and your love for your craft of poetry shows through in your tribute. Thank you for sharing.
Comment Written 06-Dec-2016
Comment from winnona
A well-written Fanstorian challenge. Your words flowed line to line well, combining easily and forming the message of the poem for the reader. Your artwork and background color completed it well.
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A well-written Fanstorian challenge. Your words flowed line to line well, combining easily and forming the message of the poem for the reader. Your artwork and background color completed it well.
Comment Written 06-Dec-2016
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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Thanks so much for reading my work and for this review. I appreciate your attention to my work.
luna
Comment from seaglass
Eric is one of my favorite too. Your poem of tribute accurately describes his talent. I have read his biographies. It's a miracle he's still alive with the struggles he had with alcohol and drugs. He in later years found his grounding. For him to create so much beautiful music despite his struggles attests to his talent.
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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Eric is one of my favorite too. Your poem of tribute accurately describes his talent. I have read his biographies. It's a miracle he's still alive with the struggles he had with alcohol and drugs. He in later years found his grounding. For him to create so much beautiful music despite his struggles attests to his talent.
Comment Written 06-Dec-2016
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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Thanks so much for reading my work and for this review. I appreciate your attention to my work.
luna
Comment from Day Z Chayn
Hi Luna,
Oddly enough, the acrostic poem was the very first 'poem type' I learned to write, without ever really learning how to write it. The problem with this statement is that I was such a pathetically presumptuous sixteen year old teenager that I MADE MYSELF BELIEVE I HAD INVENTED AN ORIGINAL POETRY FORM, when I in fact accomplished or achieved absolutely nothing of the kind.
While you thought Eric Clapton was God on his guitar, I was writing a poem about the Deity, and this poem ended up as published in the 1982 Douglas County High School literary annual entitled "The Write Issue."
The stupid thing about all this was there was a ditzy blonde-haired Valley Girl type girl who was reading through this thing in class. She got to the page where my own material was.
She asked me, "Are you Shane Markie?"
I said, "Yes, I am." Not another word came out of her mouth for the entire rest of the semester. Not ONE word. It would have been easier to roast her in flames as a treat for one of Anne McCaffery's dragons on the planet Pern
(I mention Anne McCaferey's 'Dragonriders of Pern' because as a junior in high school I had to read it also.
This was before all the sequels/prequels to the book. I owned a previously used hardcover copy which came as an offer from the Science Fiction Book Club where at the time I was a paying member.
Instead of shooting up heroin, I burned through the pages of books back then with the third eye resting in the middle of my forehead.
Now that we come to the end of this diatribe that does not in any way resemble an adequate review of this piece, you'd better ask yourself this question:
'Would I know your name
if I saw you in Heaven?
Would it be the same
if I saw you in Heaven?"
Hey, your guitar god Eric Clapton wrote these after his newborn son crawled outside a patio door and onto the balcony where he fell and instantly died.
Mickey would give you the answer multiple times, especially now, and I'll bet
he wouldn't need to sing this to you in a song, since Mickey probably has a pet bird up there in Heaven or on the moon that works just like a jukebox after you feed it birdseed and can repeat any song you or Mickey can think of, either in your own life or in Mickey's dreams from Heaven which you've become a part of every night.
As Emily Dickinson tells us, "Hope is a thing with feathers" which is why I say your son Mickey has a 'jukebox bird' there on the moon which repeats everything you ever told Mickey, including all those things you couldn't tell him as you held him and watched him die in your own arms.
Don't want to sound overly romantic. A drug overdose is never romantic, regardless of which ever century this type of tragedy occurs in.
Ever grateful,
Shane
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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Hi Luna,
Oddly enough, the acrostic poem was the very first 'poem type' I learned to write, without ever really learning how to write it. The problem with this statement is that I was such a pathetically presumptuous sixteen year old teenager that I MADE MYSELF BELIEVE I HAD INVENTED AN ORIGINAL POETRY FORM, when I in fact accomplished or achieved absolutely nothing of the kind.
While you thought Eric Clapton was God on his guitar, I was writing a poem about the Deity, and this poem ended up as published in the 1982 Douglas County High School literary annual entitled "The Write Issue."
The stupid thing about all this was there was a ditzy blonde-haired Valley Girl type girl who was reading through this thing in class. She got to the page where my own material was.
She asked me, "Are you Shane Markie?"
I said, "Yes, I am." Not another word came out of her mouth for the entire rest of the semester. Not ONE word. It would have been easier to roast her in flames as a treat for one of Anne McCaffery's dragons on the planet Pern
(I mention Anne McCaferey's 'Dragonriders of Pern' because as a junior in high school I had to read it also.
This was before all the sequels/prequels to the book. I owned a previously used hardcover copy which came as an offer from the Science Fiction Book Club where at the time I was a paying member.
Instead of shooting up heroin, I burned through the pages of books back then with the third eye resting in the middle of my forehead.
Now that we come to the end of this diatribe that does not in any way resemble an adequate review of this piece, you'd better ask yourself this question:
'Would I know your name
if I saw you in Heaven?
Would it be the same
if I saw you in Heaven?"
Hey, your guitar god Eric Clapton wrote these after his newborn son crawled outside a patio door and onto the balcony where he fell and instantly died.
Mickey would give you the answer multiple times, especially now, and I'll bet
he wouldn't need to sing this to you in a song, since Mickey probably has a pet bird up there in Heaven or on the moon that works just like a jukebox after you feed it birdseed and can repeat any song you or Mickey can think of, either in your own life or in Mickey's dreams from Heaven which you've become a part of every night.
As Emily Dickinson tells us, "Hope is a thing with feathers" which is why I say your son Mickey has a 'jukebox bird' there on the moon which repeats everything you ever told Mickey, including all those things you couldn't tell him as you held him and watched him die in your own arms.
Don't want to sound overly romantic. A drug overdose is never romantic, regardless of which ever century this type of tragedy occurs in.
Ever grateful,
Shane
Comment Written 05-Dec-2016
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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I adore you, Shane. Thank you for your high school story. I think we all were a bit on the self-aggrandizing side, don't you? I loved the part when you copped to your name and she stopped talking to you! Now that was me, too. I was nowhere near fitting in with the popular crowd. If I went to a football game in high school you could find me UNDER the bleachers getting high.
And I thank you for your wonderful sentiment about Mickey. Gosh, I couldn't dream of having a four-year old fall to his death from a height. Dear EC. He's in the club that none of us wanted to be in, too.
Hope is a thing with feathers -- I love that image. I can now understand why you refer to Mickey's pet bird.
I didn't get the awful duty of watching him die in my arms. If I'd have been there I damn well would have gotten some Narcan pretty quickly.
He was to move into my house to live with me so I could help him with his addiction the very next day. When the phone rang, I assumed it was Mick telling me he was on the road, but instead I was given the other info.
I am two hours from where he overdosed. But here's the thing, I got FOUR telephone calls from him between 2:30 am and 3:30 am. I kept answering the phone, "Mick? are you okay?" ---no answer. I'd hang up and another call would come - four times this happened.
I wonder why he was calling me. Was it to tell me he needed help? Was it to tell me he was dying? Was it that he wanted me to help him not to be scared as he transitioned? Or was it just because he wanted his Momma? I'll never know for sure but I do hope that he was comfortable and had no pain or fear when he died. If I knew differently, I'd decompensate.
Now that I've ended MY diatribe, I'll thank you to the moon and back for your review.
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Was your high school mascot a ROACH designed by the 1970's t-shirt company Roach Designs?
Have you read Franz Kafka's 'The Metamorphosis about good old Gregor, the government employee who finds himself on his back because he's a COCKROACH. i need to read it over again.
You got me seething now Jeni. Yup. I'm listening to the DONNAS 'Takes One To Know One." High school makes me angry.
You lit a roach. And another. And yet another. Now I'll let you watch a conflagration. ~Shane~
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How did you KNOW? Our graduating class all wore our Roach Designs' t-shirts to the graduation OVER our gowns. It was a roach thing. If you got it, you were in.
High school SHOULD make me angry but right now I'm remembering only the good times... And indeed, there are good times to be had (which had absolutely nothing related to high school, ESPECIALLY the people. I wasn't part of the popular crowd but my best friend was. She would hang out with me and my gang, and a gang we were indeed, but on Friday, Saturday and Sunday she switched to the mod squad. She couldn't hang out with me outright because none of her friends approved of me - - Joan jetT" DON'T GIVE A DAMN 'BOOT MY BAD REPUTATION.. )
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'Why don't you all fade away, & don't try to dig what we all
S... S... say! Well, I'm not trying to cause a big... sensation....
Just talkin' about my... generation...
MY GENERATION! MY GENERATION, BABY! ~Roger Daltrey~
Your still a big goof. That's how co,e you get butterflies from Mickey while I just get salsa chips or bags of chocolate chips to eat from my mother kitchen cupboard without her permission. D@mn. :)
~Shane~
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I bought a 'Roach Designs' t-shirt which read 'GO TO HELL, WORLD! I'm a SENIOR! Honestly it should have said 'HELL-O WORLD! I'm a f***ing self-righteous HIGH SCHOOL PRICK!
:(
I gave it to my younger sister. She had more fun wearing it than I did after I left for college.
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Me and my friend used to get t-shirts made for us all the time; now isn't that special?
Comment from jusylee72
You did an excellent job of describing one of your favorite singers. He is all of those things and your words illustrate them exceedingly well. Eric Clapton needs to be heard.
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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You did an excellent job of describing one of your favorite singers. He is all of those things and your words illustrate them exceedingly well. Eric Clapton needs to be heard.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2016
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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Thanks so much for reading my work and for this review. I appreciate your attention to my work.
luna
Comment from Irish Rain
AND he's a hunk! I felt so bad for him when his son died, inspiring one of his most beautiful pieces, the one about...'Will you know my name, in Heaven?' Was it 'Stairway to Heaven?' Lovely acrostic, blessings...
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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AND he's a hunk! I felt so bad for him when his son died, inspiring one of his most beautiful pieces, the one about...'Will you know my name, in Heaven?' Was it 'Stairway to Heaven?' Lovely acrostic, blessings...
Comment Written 05-Dec-2016
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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Thanks so much for reading my work and for this review. I appreciate your attention to my work. The name of the song is "Tears in Heaven." I cry every time I hear it.
luna
Comment from write hand blue
An interesting acrostic poem. Eric Clapton worshiped for his ability on the guitar. You described in keen detail his performance on stage.
Good composition and presentation...
~Mel~
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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An interesting acrostic poem. Eric Clapton worshiped for his ability on the guitar. You described in keen detail his performance on stage.
Good composition and presentation...
~Mel~
Comment Written 05-Dec-2016
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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Thanks so much for reading my work and for this review. I appreciate your attention to my work.
luna
Comment from lancellot
I'm, not a big music buff and even I can sit back enjoy some Eric Clapton. You are right 'real' musicians seem to be in short supply these days.
Great work and tribute.
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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I'm, not a big music buff and even I can sit back enjoy some Eric Clapton. You are right 'real' musicians seem to be in short supply these days.
Great work and tribute.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2016
reply by the author on 06-Dec-2016
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Thanks so much for reading my work and for this review. I appreciate your attention to my work.
luna
