Category Archives: music

Voice

What’s going on in the inside world, in the outside world, can the two of them combine?

If I were a dictator I would say speak with one voice, mine.

Luckily for you I’m not, I wished to be in times forgot.

Music tells us how to be, why can’t we live in harmony?

On your approach to the sublime do not forget to sing in time.

Tich Ennis

10th August, 2017

Shred

Should I write every shred before I’m dead?

Do not dismiss others without a thought.

Love cannot be bought.

Is it pointless for me to write things down?

What is the point of a circus, the clown?

I suppose so, yes.

That’s true, I guess.

Suppose no one came, no one wanted to see or hear?

There’s always the next town when you’re not wanted here.

I might mention beer.

Be of good cheer.

Tich Ennis

14th July, 2017

Be Brief

I’ll be brief with you.

Love is true.

True love is true.

Will that do?

Tich Ennis

13th July, 2017

Jukebox

The gloss and glitter of an old jukebox,

play rhythm and blues, the music rocks.

Play something slushy, play something sweet,

the music gets you right off your feet.

Elvis, Chuck, Fats, Little Richard, Buddy, Eddie Cochran,

the music’s great, its gone, gone, gone.

The Promised Land, oh yeah, Chuck Berry,

Rock ‘n’ Roll music gets you there in a hurry.

Don’t forget Brenda Lee, Sweet Nothin’s, Fool Number One.

Play Stupid Cupid, Connie Francis, under the setting sun.

Never force anything, feel it, that’s the way.

Rock ‘n’ Roll music has a lot to say.

Tich Ennis

10th July, 2017

No One

No one likes my long stuff, no one wants me serious.

Should I be delirious?

I prefer happiness and joy, I understand.

I danced and listened to the band.

Someone made the instruments, someone wrote the tune.

Someone wrote the song, a Moon in June.

Hear the singer croon.

Nothing comes from nowhere, rain and Sun and air.

You’re there.

Someone built the house you live in, do you need to see the plan?

More or less no is the answer, it began with one man.

A house to love and live in, it is not built on sand.

Care and thought goes in the making of happiness in the land.

The foundation is all important, it is laid down with care.

Yet, when all is said and done, no one knows its there.

Tich Ennis

1st July, 2017

You Know

You know when something is good, you don’t have to be told.

What you are told may be fool’s gold.

And often is, showbiz.

What suits you suits you, that’s that.

You may like a dog or cat.

Or not, or a bird singing in a tree.

You are me.

Do you understand?

That’s grand.

You are unique, everyone’s a freak.

On some things almost everyone agrees.

We need peace in times like these.

Tich Ennis

30th June, 2017

Depend

You can’t depend on the weather in Ireland or anything else at all.

Hear politicians talking, they might as well be talking to the wall.

They make no sense at all.

Ireland is rather small.

Does it punch above its weight in anything or is it fate?

We’re not bad at talking, when will we start walking?

We wrote some books, we sang some songs, we tried to right some wrongs.

Occasionally, once or twice, we get it right.

We emigrate, take flight.

Beannacht De libh, good night.

Alright.

Another wonderful day, as Beckett said.

Cheer up, you could be dead.

Tich Ennis

30th June, 2017