Wednesday, September 7, 2005

I'm A Poet And I Didn't Even Know It

Obviously from one look at my blog, I must enjoy writing...or should I say rambling. At times I've written little notes or letters or even the occasional poem for someone I loved and I don't know about you, but I sometimes find myself getting a little tongue tied in what I want to say. It's not that I don't know what to say or how to express myself, but more than I want to find the right words. Keep it simple, but yet effective and to the point. I've been told I'm a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to some things and to that I must plead guilty. That perfectionism I see comes into play sometimes when I write. I never think it's complete or good enough. Writing is much like art work. I use to draw and paint some when I was a teenager and back then I also never felt like it was ever complete or good enough. Now I'm not some mushy guy that writes sappy love junk to a girl, but I try to keep my testosterone in check while at the same time letting the romantic side show thru to whoever has my heart.

What I am trying to say is that to me the best words come straight from the heart. You don't need to be a perfectionist when you put pen to paper. You don't need to be some great undiscovered poet. You just need to have a heart and be able to let what you feel inside flow out naturally. I bet you will see that it will come out just perfect. If it's not "perfect" in your eyes, it will be perfect in the eyes of the person it was written for. Trust me on that...I think. Anyone who has ever been in love can attest to the fact that nothing will expose you more or make you feel incredibly vulnerable than being in love. You completely let your guard down and open up every part of your life and heart to someone. It's an intoxicating feeling when things are going good and the relationship is working, but when problems rise and perhaps the relationship takes a new turn or even ends, well then you are left pretty messed up emotionally. I tend not to fall in love easy but when I do, I fall hard so it can make things worse for me in the long run if the relationship doesn't work out. Enough on that though, now to my point...

If you haven't heard the song by Natasha Bedingfield titled "These Words", then you are missing out on a catchy tune! It's a love song of sorts, but not that chick flavored stuff that you may be use to hearing. This is an upbeat, hip-hop one that gets stuck in my head. I think the lyrics to it are perfect and if I were to sit and write a song, I think something like this would flow out of me too. If you listen to it (or in this case, read the words to it) you will get the sense that she is just making it up as she goes along - unrehearsed. I like that. The parts that I can relate to the most are highlighted in red. Hope you like it as much as I do. You can listen to the song and watch the full length music video here.

Natasha Bedingfield - "These Words"

These words are my own

Threw some chords together
The combination D-E-F
Is who I am, is what I do
And I was gonna lay it down for you
Try to focus my attention
But I feel so A-D-D
I need some help, some inspiration
(But it's not coming easily)

Whoah oh...

Trying to find the magic
Trying to write a classic
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
Waste-bin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see you later


These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you...


Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats
Recited it over a Hip-Hop beat
I'm having trouble saying what I mean
With dead poets and drum machines
I know I had some studio time booked
But I couldn't find a killer hook
Now you've gone & raised the bar right up
Nothing I write is ever good enough

These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you...

I'm getting off my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyperbole to hide behind
My naked soul exposes
Whoah.. oh.. oh.. oh.. Whoah.. oh..

Trying to find the magic
Trying to write a classic
Waste-bin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see you later

These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

That's all I got to say,
Can't think of a better way,
And that's all I've got to say,
I love you, is that okay?

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