Song Lyric Sunday’s – Windmills of your Mind.

This post was written for Jim Adam’s challenge – Inside our heads.

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/02/13/inside-our-heads/

 This week we have the prompts of Brain/Mind/Think 

Here are the “rules”:
• Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it contains the prompt words or not.  If it does not meet the criteria, then please explain why you chose this song.
• Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due.  Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be.
• Make sure you also credit the singer/band and if you desire you can provide a link to where you found the lyrics.
• Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song.
• Ping back to this post or place your link in the comments section below.
• Read at least one other person’s blog, so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process.
• Feel free to suggest future prompts.
• Have fun and enjoy the music.

I have chosen the song Windmills of Your Mind.

Windmills of Your Mind

Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that’s turning running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!
Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair!
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind!

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Marilyn Bergman / Michel Legrand / Alan BergmanWindmills of Your Mind lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management

There are many versions of this song, but the one I love is by Alison Moyet and I’ve linked to a Youtube video below:

The Word of the Day prompt today is also MIND

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2021/02/14/mind/

50 Word Thursday #110 – All part of the Service – A macabre Valentines story.

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And the words:
“Some days expand, Mona thought; their seams stretch and they hold more than a day’s worth of time.” – This Must Be The Place – Kate Racculia

It seemed like the perfect Valentine’s day. Her boyfriend had paid for a night in a luxury hotel in a picturesque village and also a chauffeur to drive them to a local beauty spot.

He had woken her early and they had sat on their balcony and watched the sun rise and shared a bar of chocolate, not quite all of which melted in their mouths.

After breakfast, the driver had arrived with a huge grin on his face. There was something about him Mona did not like, something they preyed on her mind. He seemed quite jolly as he drove them to a remote and secluded place where a long stretch of sand met the sea. He even sang to them. Mona hoped that this was part of the service because she didn’t think it was worth paying extra for. She could only take so much more of ‘Spanish eyes’ sung just off key.

Some days expand, Mona thought; their seams stretch and they hold more than a day’s worth of time.

Then things started to go wrong. After taking just one sip of champagne, her boyfriend began to choke and passed out.

As she tried to resuscitate him, she looked over at the chauffeur who was still grinning.

“How can you be so cheery at time like this?” she shouted.

“Oh, I just love my job and my hobby” he replied.

“And what’s your hobby then?” Mona asked, with some trepidation.

“Butcher” he replied as the axe swung.

[250 Words]

This story was written for the 50 Word Thursday Challenge, hosted by Deb Whittam.

You have until Wednesday if you want to take part, click on the link.

https://debbiewhittam.wordpress.com/2021/02/12/50-word-thursday-110/

I have also included the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2021/02/14/mind/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2021/02/13/cheery/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/02/14/rdp-sunday-chocolate/

What do you See? – Ghostly Footsteps.

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This poem is written in response to Helene Vaillant’s What do you see Challenge:

What do you See? March/26/2019

and also the Tuesday’s Writing Prompt Challenge from the Go Dog Go Cafe, to write a poem containing the line “Footsteps of the Mind”.

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge March 26, 2019

 

As I wander through the cloisters,

Just to see what I can find,

I hear a noise come suddenly

Like the footsteps of the mind.

 

Are these spectres from my memories?

Or something much more sinister?

Is it a thief that haunts the shadows

With some violence to administer?

 

My heart beats faster as I linger

In the dim and darkening light

Then I see from out the shadows

Something Impish, bold and white.

 

I see it bound and run towards me

And I scream and jump a mile

Then I realise that what I feared

Is just a dog, This makes me smile.

 

Can there ever be a terror

Greater than the one I find

When I leave my thoughts to linger

On those footsteps in my mind?

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 27/March/2019

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

Word of the Day: Impish

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/03/27/impish/

Ragtag Daily Prompt: Thief

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/03/27/rdp-wednesday-thief/

 

Kaleidoscopic Mind – A poem written for Kira’s Sunday Scribbles.

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This poem was written for Kira’s Sunda Scribbles. If you’d like to take part in this challenge, to write something in response to the picture above, click on the link below:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/03/10/kiras-sunday-scribbles-33/

 

Kaleidoscopic Mind.

 

If my head was a kaleidoscope,

My mind it would disclose,

It’s images, some dark, some light,

If you stared right up my nose.

 

What wonders would you likely see?

What secrets would you find?

It would show you my darkest thoughts,

The times I’d been unkind.

 

And those times when I’d been really good,

They’d show up as a spray

A glorious eruption of golden fireworks

A coloured light display.

 

You might see my Ego sitting there,

In a grand and regal pose.

Or my conscience whispering carefully,

Affecting each decision that I chose.

 

But alas this is not at all the case,

You cannot read my mind,

And If you should stare right up my nose,

Only bogeys you would find.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 11/March/2019

 

This poem also contains the following Word Prompts:

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/03/11/rdp-monday-spray/

FOWC with Fandango — Regal

 

Mind Harvest – A Haiku inspired by art.

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Imagination

Has no limit; Harvest the,

Wonders of the mind. 

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 01/October/2018

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/09/30/kiras-sunday-scribbles-10/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/10/01/your-daily-word-prompt-harvest-october-1-2018/

FOWC with Fandango — Limit

Her Legacy – A multiple word prompt short story.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Only a trace remained of her former beauty. She had been beautiful once and young.

She reflected how temporary both youth and beauty were. Evanescent. Here today then gone before you could appreciate them.

She had wanted to be a great actress or a model, but she had never been able to reach the heights. She always looked like a pale imitation of the real thing. A pastiche of a famous star. Some people had said she looked a bit like Elizabeth Taylor. She had dark hair like her but her eyes were just blue not violet like that famous screen siren’s.

She resigned herself to her fate, she would never be a great actress or model and gone were her youth and beauty. She wished now, she had cultivated her mind instead. That was something that seemed to last a bit longer.

Well never to late to start. She clicked onto the website of her local college and enrolled on a course.

Then she returned to babysitting her three gorgeous grandchildren. They were her legacy after all.

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/07/05/rdp-35-trace/

Trace

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/07/05/your-daily-word-prompt-pastiche-july-5th-2018/

Pastiche

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/07/05/evanescent/

Evanescent.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 05/July/2018