This is the best documentary ever. If you have not see Searching for Sugarman, take 90 minutes and watch it. You will walk away amazed, uplifted and incredulous. It is amazing.
As an aside, the documentary reflects the reality of the day. My dad had the Rodriguez albums and he would play it them on Sunday mornings when cooking breakfast. The music takes me back a few years. Crystal clear clarity and authenticity, and strength of voice.
Has anyone seen it? What were your thoughts?
A temporary joy
Will never feed
A lost and thirsty soul.
For as the pleasure
Fades and dies
A bleeding heart
Will always cry.
A lasting peace
Is found inside
Safe within
A quiet heart.
Feel the love
Tap into peace
And feed your soul
Forevermore!
A thorn
In my flesh
Pierces
So I can
Understand fully
Without ambiguity
That there is indeed a thorn in my flesh
Needing quite
Urgently
To be
Removed.
Coffee, oh coffee
Where art thou?
Because grey skies loom
And I need you now!
Tis a bitter pill
When mind overrules heart
And desires are denied
Tis a bitter pill
When two are at odds
And only one can decide
Tis a bitter pill
That my disappointment
Would be your delight
Tis a bitter pill
That at the start of every night
You are not here by my side
There is something about languages that fascinate me. How the mother tongue is easily learnt, and is a useful and essential tool to communicate. And how a foreign language is completely mystifying to an untrained ear.
I often visit other blogs, and sometimes dismayed if they are written in a different language. But not anymore! Because there is a handy ‘translate’ button, that translates the page at the click of a button. Now I can read all that foreign poetry that before was hidden from me. It is amazing! Like the light has suddenly been switched on, illuminating all that was dark before.
I am not always waxing lyrical about technology, but this sure is a nifty feature, up there with google maps!
When painful words are truth
When mirrors do not lie
When weaknesses are exposed
When defenses do not stand
When everything we did and know
Only brought us to a place of
Harsh reality
Then the only way forward
Is alone
Life is what it is
People are how they are
Time passes as it does
Until one day
Life is not
People are not
Time is no more
Getting rid of old
To make room for new
An empty space fills
An empty heart
An empty life
An empty voice
Emptied
To be filled with
Wings of love
Poems and Petals 