Mandolin by Irena Szirtes

credit Irena Szirtes

 My Dad's mandolin,

 long mute; Andy plucks and pulls

 life from its bowed belly.

credit Irena Szirtes

A Silver Button by Jennie Hart (September meeting's HTW warm-up task!)

credit: Jide Obadina

 This button puts me in the mood

Of dancing to the music

Of Duke and Benny Goodman

Those such cool jazzy dudes

I had a fluffy jumper

In black with silver buttons

And ribbons on the cuffs

In which I danced to any number

I lost one silver button

It fell, I never found it

Nor did I replace it

It still looked good without it

It was Mondays at the Hundred Club

Out teacher’s name was Simon

He taught us to Balboa

And we learnt to do the Rumba

My favourite was the Lindy Hop

It’s other name was Swing

It could be East or West Coast

Keep the rhythm was the thing!

 

John came to the beginners

He never would progress

He claimed he couldn’t do it

His feet were all a mess

John preferred the running club

They called him Ballroom Harrier

He was my perfect partner

Truly a dance hall warrior!!

Late Summer - a song by Ann Reader

On that long ago day in late summer

I remember that you took my hand

As we walked down the beach path together

And the sea gently lapped at the sand

We were so young then and love was so new

We had such plans such things we would do

Sometimes I still find myself thinking of you

And that long ago day in late summer

 

On that long ago day in late summer

We thought we never would part

But fate wouldn't have us together

And the leaving it near broke my heart.

Our parents decided that we should not be

Mine put me in service yours sent you to sea

How I cried for you did you cry for me

On that long ago day of late summer.

 

On these long lazy days of late summer

When the weather is wonderful fair

Though I've long since been wed to another

And of happiness I've had my share

I think of my life and in truth I do find

The cards that were dealt me have not been unkind

But sometimes that first love springs into my mind

On these long lazy days of late summer

 

On these long lazy days of late Summer

When there's barely a cloud in the sky

I think back on my life with some wonder

At how many years have gone by.

I hope you've been happy wherever you be

And had the good gifts life has given to me

But do you remember that walk by the sea

On that long ago day in late summer

Yes perhaps you remember that walk by the sea

On that long ago day in late summer