Archive for February, 2013

Song for Ten, revised

Murray Gold is a wonderful composer. Unfortunately he’s kind of a crap lyricist.

I am not any kind of lyricist, but I don’t let it stop me any more than he does. I’ve made my own attempt at his Song for Ten, which I think is more accurate to the story, more semantically logical, and more poetic than the original.
Of course that’s just my opinion, I could be wrong.

Well I woke up today
and the world was an empty place
as dark and lonely as could be
But I went on my way
and then I saw your face
You brought the sunlight back for me

I wish each day could be another like today
For today has been the best day
Everything I ever dreamed

Now with you by my side
all the world is alive
as fine and wondrous as could be
But the day turns to night
and we say our goodbyes
the sun has set for you and me

I wish each day could be another like today
For today has been the best day
Everything I ever dreamed

So have a good life
follow your dreams
be everything
that you wanted to be
Wherever you go
wherever you are
I want you to know
you’re in my heart
I’m thinking of you…

Well I woke up today
and you are so far away
our time will never come again
But if you can still dream
close your eyes and you’ll see
We’ll be together in the end

I wish each day could be another like today
For today has been the best day
Everything I ever dreamed…

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On writing

Apparently I am busy.

I have three stories going at once. His Brother’s Keeper feels nearly done; but it also feels like a story of quality and importance, and needs the language to match. Much polishing required. The Stalker is just a baby and has some growing to do. And The Edge has decided it’s not a short story after all, but more like a novel. Sounds like work… but what must be, must be. Things to be done. In the words of someone or other, I’m creating lives here, allowing people to live and breathe and speak who would otherwise never get the chance. Give it time; consider it worthwhile.

Sorry about the poetry slowdown, but I’m just not feeling it lately. I still admire and appreciate the views I see on my commute; the beauty of this city and this region don’t get old. I just don’t have anything new to say about it. Que sera. And the other stuff… honestly, I don’t mind the absence of the kind of strong emotion that leads to poetry. Sorry. I’m sure it will be back.

All this to say, content pending. 🙂

In other news, both my current poetry collections Lost and Found and Walk in Beauty are available on the shelf at St. Johns Booksellers, 8622 N. Lombard. Come check us out – the shop has plenty of other local talent on display, as well as shelves and shelves of new and comfortably used books of all types, and an environment conducive to lengthy browsing. It’s exactly the kind of place where you make that one-of-a-kind find that you never even knew you wanted. I know, dangerous, isn’t it? 🙂


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His Brother’s Keeper

A young man wakes in another world – this one with spaceships and an evil wizard.


Remember, it’s a work in progress. 🙂


UPDATE 4/25/13: This is now published, along with a few others. http://www.lulu.com/shop/elisabeth-flaum/the-comets-tail/paperback/product-20968677.html

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City nightfall

The sun sinks, molten

through the distant misting rain

the flame-lined horizon

vibrant against the gray sky.

Inside, humanity

its throngs, seething

brittle noise and artificial light

while in the sky, magic

unfolds, brief and fleeting

and vanishes into impending night.

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Eastern Flame


the mountain seethes

the mountain glows

The sky brightens

alight with his fire

dark with his smoke

magenta warmth through the haze.

Is it volcano dusk

the end of everything

or is it dawn

the beginning?

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