Skimble's Poetry and Song Lyrics Page
I started writing poetry and stuff while I was in high school and had a few works published in the school poetry magazine called The Echo . The teacher advisor that year was also my English teacher and a fellow musician. He liked my stuff and asked if I wrote songs. At the time, I said no, but I had toyed around with the idea of writing my own stuff. The result is the few attempts I've made and are posted here for your enjoyment.
I wrote this one a few years ago when I visited Toronto and the Molson Amphitheatre. Anyone familiar with the area will know that the Amphitheatre is part of a theme park called Ontario Place which sits on the edge of Lake Ontario. I was waiting (very patiently) to see the Monkees perform that day was there very early so I just sat down and let my thoughts pour onto the page.
This was probably an assignment for school. Since I usually remember why I write things, and I don't remember a reason for this, it must have been for school. I'm assuming that we were to take something that we didn't like and write about it... As I think back, I must have been spreading myself to thin at school and thus, here was my outlet.
Most of the poems I have posted here, focus on my admittedly odd relationship with a girl named Melanie. She was my first love and, suffice it to say it didn't work out. Once again, the ol' emotions took hold and cranked out several good poems. This was, I think, the first one.
Short and sweet but very frightening. I actually dreamed this one... I wrote it down the morning after a particularly vivid nightmare. I've since concluded that it was a very stressful time in my life; probably coming toward the end of my graduating year. This one actually got printed by The Echo. Few of mine ever got published. The co-editors were biased and major ass-kissers. But anyway, this one made it.
This one had an alternate title... "Prelude To A Card"... The third of the "Melanie Series" It was written with the purpose of sending her a Valentine's Day card and letting her know how I felt. It was written after a poem I wrote about her and another guy who was trying to get her to go out with him and who'd told me what his intentions were. Fortunately, she didn't really like him and so she never had to read that one. This poem was to declare my intentions and let her know where I stood.
Being heavily influenced by T.S Eliot and his book entitled "Old Possum's Book Of Practical Cats", I set out to write something that was in the same vein. Yeah, it's long, I know that... but I think it's good... I would have submitted it to The Echo, but I figured it wouldn't get printed due to length.
Very short piece. A reflection after my break-up with Mel.
I don't understand how this one came about. The best way I can describe it is, a lot of emotions were conflicting and just a few bizarre things were happening at the time. This one came after A QUESTION... I was accepting fate, I guess.
This one was one of a few I wrote while sitting in the Resource Centre (library) at my College. Basically I was contemplating the universe and staring off into space at the same time. While it is a little funny, I was dead serious when the words were written.
Probably one of my favorite pieces that I've written, is this one. Anyone who's just coming off of a breakup with a loved one will like it, I think. This was one that came about as I was thinking of Mel and our breakup and how, at the time, and I suppose even now, I wanted to get back with her. It's another "fate-accepter" poem.
Without a doubt in my mind, this is my most favorite poem I've ever written. I took a fiction writing course as part of the main College program I'm in and one of the units focused on poetry. Well, I forgot about the assignment (an original poem) up until the day it was due. Having just recently visited a fellow chatter (CelestialFire), I wrote the poem about my visit and got a perfect mark on it. What do you think?
Well, I wrote this poem as sort of a gift to a very close girl friend of mine. She was laying down on a couch in our school bar beside the fireplace. Inspiration hit me and what you see here is description of her movements with a little of me in describing her in general
Coming off a particularly rough breakup, coupled with the fact that I wasn't really getting very far with the album I was working on, this poem was all about the emotions going through my head at that particular point in time. It was rough all around. People have asked me who the broken piano was or if it even exists. I keep that a mystery.
I think I wrote this poem after hitting some kind of rock bottom, or maybe I was just in a questioning kind of mood. Either way, I don't really remember when this was written, but it's safe to assume that it's been over four years.
I may not remember when but I certainly remember where I wrote this one. I was visiting the college I was attending at the time, just playing on the computers and surfing the net when I got inspired and cranked out this one. Not too bad, if I say so myself.
In the time that I started writing my own songs, I fell into various "categories" of who or what I was trying to sound like. This one is definitely country-flavored and I could see Clint Black or others like him singing it. Actually I think I wrote this after a particularly intensive sampling of Eagles music.
There was an old song by a group called the Matthew Southern Comfort or something like that. They had a song called "Tell Me Why"... I believe the song was recently re-done by Neil Young, but I'm not sure. Anyway, this song was supposed to be in that style.
My first co-written song. I went back to my teacher who was also an ameteur songwriter and he helped me finish it. I admit that I was in a pretty big jam until I got the help. I'm glad I did, because I like this song. As far as style goes, I could see Charley Pride or George Jones singing this one. It's old country.
Written on the same trip as "VACATION"... It's basically an extension and/or combination of the poems that I wrote for Melanie before, during and after our relationship. I think Billy Ray Cyrus could do this song some justice.
MORE TO COME