Sunday, 26 February 2017

Lay Down Your head to You Are Not Alone 
One person finds a shoulder to cry on 
One person does not find a shoulder to cry on 


Lay Down Your Head (sonnet)

Lay down your head beside its afterglow
And marvel at the things we left behind
For here and up ahead we are consigned
All else now forms a backdrop of our show
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Lay down your head by world which we defined
Its truth is hidden deep within our flow
A beauty only we may come to know
A vision only our own fate assigned
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The world may shout why didn�t you do more
And shine their golden medals in our face
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The reasons for it all is hard to trace
Some words some other person might have said
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So different is life which we have lead
Lay down your head our dream of all before 


Things are over and all that is left are the comforting song of this sonnet. This looks like an English sonnet but the couplets do not follow the standard format. The couplets turn into a round. Other than this, the sonnet follows the usual two part format, The first half (the quatrains) is an attempt to comfort. The second half (the couplets) covers a reason. 

Val was a professional friend. I was the photographer for her dance troupe. She was my singer. Val was also a member of the Crew, Arlene and I hung out with in the disco days. When the disco days were quickly winding to an end,Val took it very hard. With disco dying, her dance troupe (disco oriented) had no future. All of my songs were for night clubs which were closing. Add to this, she was going through a divorce. She was in a bad place. Val focused on the success and happiness of all those around her. In her eyes, she was a complete failure. Arlene and I accepted disco was over, All we had to offer Val was shoulders to cry on and memories of an unbelievable time. Arlene and I were going through changes of our own. I wish I could say that we helped Val. About this time Japan was drawing talented American girls to work in their nightclubs, not as strippers but as singers and dancers. Val became one of these. (For those concerned about Val: She never remarried. She never achieved the success that she dreamed of. She did become a choreographer for "Beach Blanket Babylon". Now in her gold years, Val remains a parlor singer, with enough of a following to keep her working.)

Sound familiar? Everything is going real good. Then suddenly things change. Change for the worse. All our dreams are shattered. I certainly can. Many can. Countless are those who have met this bitter storm and have just given up. But why? It is not our place to say or to judge. And when we pick up the pieces of a broken life, be gentle and listen. It is easy for me to say don't give up. I had a very lucky life. Many successful authors, speakers and professionals make a lot of money telling others how to be successful, don't give up. But that is their job. The truth is we are all different. Our situations are different. There is good luck and there is bad luck. Here we are. And here is where it all starts. One gift that the human species enjoys, is the gift to adjust. If life knocks us down; pick ourselves up and dusk ourselves off. If we can dust ourselves off, we can see what awaits us are the next corner. Life is a wonder. This is our life. All that is expected of us is to do the best that we can. Do the best we can and Enjoy.


Here to guide us on: Secret Garden "Simply You" 

Life is precious 


According to Emory University,  each year, 34,598 people die by suicide, an average of 94 completed suicides every day. More people die by suicide (34,598) than by homicide (18,361) in the United States. Suicide is the eleventh-leading cause of death across all ages. To celebrate her birthday and to remind us how important life is Rachel Levin, of Rclbeauty101, has put together a special video. 
Help is only a phone call away. "You Are Not Alone" 


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