"loudon" poems - Hello Poetry

Bright Eyes: Lua Loudon Wainwright: Motel Blues Radiohead: No Surprises Keaton Henson: You don't know how luck you are Tigers Jaw: Never saw it coming Fleetwood Mac: Songbird Paolo Nutini: Candy ... and your laugh the clearing of your throat your sharp intakes of breath the chattering of your teeth in the cold and the movement of cloth against your skin

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Dec 22, 2013

Dec 22, 2013 at 10:55 AM UTC

ep-mason

The songs I play in my head when I see you (that you probably don't like)

Bright Eyes: Lua Loudon Wainwright: Motel Blues Radiohead: No Surprises Keaton Henson: You don't know how luck you are Tigers Jaw: Never saw it coming Fleetwood Mac: Songbird Paolo Nutini: Candy ... and your laugh the clearing of your throat your sharp intakes of breath the chattering of your teeth in the cold and the movement of cloth against your skin

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Shut up and go to bed Put the pillow under your head I'm sick and tired of all your worries Shut up and say goodnight Say your prayers and turn off the light I'm sick and tired of all your sob-stories Shut up and shut your eyes No more histrionics, no more college tries Stop pushing, stop shoving, stop straining Shut your mouth and button your lip You're a late night faucet that's gotta drip All you're doing is merely complaining The excuse that you're crazy is useless You're not biting you're barking you're toothless But you're ruthless Shut up and count some sheep And do me a favor, don't ***** in your sleep No more agony, please no more sorrow Shut up and catch some Zs Ice cream with a cherry plus a big pretty please I promise we'll resume tomorrow...Goodnight.

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Aug 14, 2014

Aug 14, 2014 at 3:49 PM UTC

emily-moser

Lullaby - Loudon Wainwright III

Shut up and go to bed Put the pillow under your head I'm sick and tired of all your worries Shut up and say goodnight Say your prayers and turn off the light I'm sick and tired of all your sob-stories Shut up and shut your eyes No more histrionics, no more college tries Stop pushing, stop shoving, stop straining Shut your mouth and button your lip You're a late night faucet that's gotta drip All you're doing is merely complaining The excuse that you're crazy is useless You're not biting you're barking you're toothless But you're ruthless Shut up and count some sheep And do me a favor, don't ***** in your sleep No more agony, please no more sorrow Shut up and catch some Zs Ice cream with a cherry plus a big pretty please I promise we'll resume tomorrow...Goodnight.

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The last of six children You made your way late Through the humdrum of life In the Volunteer state Strapped to the hollows Where your daddy and kin Pulled coal from the mountains And mine shafts within The hum of the smokestacks And the fog of the earth Wore at your senses And questioned your worth While the cracks in the family Like the cracks in the hills Were as easy to slip through As fortune’s goodwill So you took to the bottle And you took to the boys With a thirst for the throttle And the late barroom noise While your mama and daddy Sat at home by the phone Sendin’ prayers for their youngest Toward the gold plated throne The folks down in Loudon Remember too well The night you rolled through In your dust caked Chevelle And the way it spun out On a stray slab of ore And careened down the slope For the cold valley floor The dirt in those hills Never merited much Beyond the black rock Buried deep in its clutch But the same soul that sprawled Beside granddaddy’s grave Was the same soul consumed By the soil that day When the April rains whisper Their song to the pines And the distant train whistles Its lonesome steel whine Deep in the thunder Behind the grey hue Your memory glistens Like the late morning dew The last of six children You made your way late Through the humdrum of life In the Volunteer state Pining for something Your voice could not name A dream and a dreamer Too restless to tame

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Dec 6, 2015

Dec 6, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC

michael-burkholder

Aunt Clara's Ballad

The last of six children You made your way late Through the humdrum of life In the Volunteer state Strapped to the hollows Where your daddy and kin Pulled coal from the mountains And mine shafts within The hum of the smokestacks And the fog of the earth Wore at your senses And questioned your worth While the cracks in the family Like the cracks in the hills Were as easy to slip through As fortune’s goodwill So you took to the bottle And you took to the boys With a thirst for the throttle And the late barroom noise While your mama and daddy Sat at home by the phone Sendin’ prayers for their youngest Toward the gold plated throne The folks down in Loudon Remember too well The night you rolled through In your dust caked Chevelle And the way it spun out On a stray slab of ore And careened down the slope For the cold valley floor The dirt in those hills Never merited much Beyond the black rock Buried deep in its clutch But the same soul that sprawled Beside granddaddy’s grave Was the same soul consumed By the soil that day When the April rains whisper Their song to the pines And the distant train whistles Its lonesome steel whine Deep in the thunder Behind the grey hue Your memory glistens Like the late morning dew The last of six children You made your way late Through the humdrum of life In the Volunteer state Pining for something Your voice could not name A dream and a dreamer Too restless to tame

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She is sleeping in her bed, in her little house, with fireplace and kitchen, garden, and faucet. These flowers on the walls were not there before. A lot of things have appeared since the last time I looked.

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Feb 14, 2015

Feb 14, 2015 at 3:32 AM UTC

matthew-smith

1775 Monroe Fields Ave. 37688 Loudon, TN

She is sleeping in her bed, in her little house, with fireplace and kitchen, garden, and faucet. These flowers on the walls were not there before. A lot of things have appeared since the last time I looked.

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My English teacher warned me not to fear brevity there are times not to be concise but for the most part, wordiness can only hold me back

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Jul 8, 2013

Jul 8, 2013 at 1:11 PM UTC