Tuesday, June 01, 2010

"The Sun Is A Very Magic (Merry)Fellow
The sun is a very magic fellow
He shines down on me each day.
The sun is a very magic fellow
He shines down on me each day
He shines down on me each day.
The wind is a very fickle fellow
He blows all my dreams away-ay-ay-ay.
The wind is a very fickle fellow,
Blowing all my dreams away
Blowing all my dreams away.
The rain is a very sad lady,
She falls down on me sometimes.
The rain is a very sad lady,
She falls down on me sometimes,
Falling down on me sometimes.
The sea is a very, very old man,
Deeper than the deepest blue.
The sea is a very, very old man,
Deeper than the deepest blue,
Deeper than the deepest blue.
The moon is a typical lady,
I watch her wax and wane.
The moon is a typical lady,
I watch her wax and wane,
I watch her wax and
wane.
A star is so very far away, love,
Just between you and me.
A star is so very far away, love,
Just between you and me,
Just between you and me.
A song is a pillow for my sadness,
She sings all my ca
res away.
A song is a pillow for my sadness,
Sings all my cares away,
Sings all my cares away.
Singing all my cares away,
Sing all my cares away.
Loving all my cares away,
She sings all my c
ares away.
Singing all my cares away,
Singing all my cares away. -Donovan"

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7 comments:

StandUpTall said...

Hi you don't know me and I'm new to blogging, but I ended up on yours and this poem or song is really refreshing :) Ciao

Anonymous said...

Hi- followed you here from High Riser re your comments on scattering flower heads....
You look like a mad Irish type person, still sees the fairies, and was in Nimbin in the 70's.

A better age......sigh....(I do miss the fjords....)

Thought you would be a gardener, so I am trying to track down someone who is less of a notorious plant killer than myself. Gone mad, done the "Old Hippy School of Landscape design" out the front. Very exposed, runs e-w so awful in summer.

But anyway - interesting Blog, thank you for writing it for us.

Michael.

Middle Child said...

Stand up Tall Thank you for your response - I visited your blog recently - best of luck to you.

Middle Child said...

Anon - A "mad irish type person" hahaha - we've been here since the Famine -but my mindset is Aussie Irish - and my kids would agree about the Mad bit -

My husband and I nearly did settle in Nimbin in 1972 - we were going to move into a house on the outskirts but there was a huge dead cow on the back landing and the smell and logistical problem was such thet we ended up outside Cairns for a few months.And we were very popular because we had a car...an old Hillman Minx - but only popular if we wanted to add it to the communal pool - not ready for that...

My Don was the gardener,and could make everything grow...sadly he spent the last 25 years as quadriplegic and he taught me to love gardening by saying where and what to plant - I don't know gardening rules but seems what i plant grows...
Nice of you to comment

Anonymous said...

Middle Child, thank you for your courteous reply. I got as far as putting down a deposit for a share at Tunable Falls, but, as the old song goes...."I got stoned and I missed it...."
Hope you survived well, a lot didn't, alas.
Stopped at Nimbin about nearly 18 years ago now - just on dusk - my wife refused to get out of the car. I walked up and down the street, very sad.....
Michael

Shrinky said...

I love Donovan! Your comment on my site made me smile, thanks for stopping by. I call our island "Craggy Isle", because I am convinced this place was the inspiration for the Father Ted series (but it is actually the Isle of Man - population 75,000). It's mid-way between Ireland and Liverpool, and although it is part of the UK, we have our own government and currency, and haven't even joined Europe yet! When I first came here from London, eight years ago, much as I love the place, I often thought I'd moved to a lunatic assylum (grin). We have a strong fairie lore, and quite a few customs "outsiders" find odd.. like never forgetting to greet the little people as we cross fairie bridge (lest they put a hex on you), or banning the word "rat" (they are called long-tails over here, it's dreadful bad luck to utter the other name). I could go on, but I'd be here all day! Anyways, it's lush and green, mainly because it rains so much, and everyone knows everybody. Took me a couple of years to adjust, but now I wouldn't leave it for the world.

Lovely to meet you, is this your own artwork? I love it's vibrancy and energy!

Middle Child said...

Thanks Shrinky - so pleased to meet you.The Isle of Man is where my grandfather said some of his people came from in the 1850's - that and Boa island in Fermanagh -

Sounds like you live in heaven and independent at that

My own work which I started doing sitting up in bed next to my lovely husband Don in the last years of his life - just done on A4 paper and as I say "Quick whipped up Faeries" the sheets and quilt copped a bit of paint but who notices that...

My work is simple and am untrained - but it gives me pleasure - especially now as I am living alone out of town - makes the night time hours pass with not too mucyh thought...and I sort of love what happens