The only person that fits the category of ‘former friend’ according to my initial understanding of Twindaddy’s 13th question in the 25 day music challenge is one I choose not to remember, except to say:
I’ll take it instead to mean friends I’ve lost touch with for one reason or another. I still think fondly of them and know it would be like picking up where we left off should we meet again. Those people I consider as friends are never lost to my affections. One, in particular, I hope to catch up with in the fairly near future, all things going well.
For all friends that I may have lost touch with, because life takes us different places, I think of James Taylor with ‘You’ve Got A Friend’.
Ghost-filled glens, mist enshrouded massacres from old hospitality creep onto and under my skin. Halting in the Pass of Glencoe, shuddering and shaking with immortal cold, only desiring escape from palpable venom and yesterday’s wars. Photographers click. I run. Back and away. Twenty-six years and ten months ago. Love, newly embraced, threatened by death between mountains.
So brief, this voyage,
love and lands glimpsed and wished
thru’ life dream’s passing lights,
peeped portholes of discovery,
vessels buoyed and storm-tossed
in fleeting nights.
priced to always pay
in loving lost,
no sanctioned entitlement
to one second of one day.
Risk is all,
gameplay on high seas,
atop mountains, in glen,
Love, the alchemy,
one challenging another to
supremacy over death
inevitable. Hold steady.
Peaked waterfalls fill
unconscious streams, spilling
elixir into life-giving lochs.
castles in the air,
whorls of great illusion,
created in and from time. Immortality,
one love, should we dare.
So, now I hope you can see why I couldn’t possibly share my favourite song from my favourite band for yesterday’s post because it is from my favourite movie. And what’s not to love? It has everything. Romance, some sex, a bonnie lassie, love, hate, evil, good, a conquering hero, an enemy, hope, immortality, Queen’s soundtrack.
‘And shiiit, it even haash me, Sean Connery. Shum shings jusht don’t get any bettur. And Chrishtopher Lambert’sh acshent ish almosht aash good aash mine. And mine haash sherved me well. Even when I waash a Russian.’
Hope you don’t mind I cheated a bit for yesterday’s question, Twindaddy. I thought Yoda could explain.