25 Jul

Had fun in church this morning, trying not to laugh at my neighbour.  People were nattering through the notices and without a hint of irony she turned to me as the vicar was imparting something important and said, ‘I hate it when people talk through the announcements.’


The Writer’s Island prompt this week is ‘titles’.  We must take an album and use the song titles as they are to make a poem.  I couldn’t find inspiration that way so I have taken the song titles from Blondie’s Parallel Lines and used only those words but not in order:

Blondie as Blondie

Parallel Lines

I happen on you, one Sunday,
just hanging glass.
I’m gonna radiate heart;
love this, too.

But baby, will I fade away?
Know, pretty girl: anything.
Or know of another way.

Picture the telephone:
Go away.
And don’t.


I never said it would be good!  Here are the titles:

  • Hanging on the Telephone
  • One Way or Another
  • Picture This
  • Fade Away and Radiate
  • Pretty Baby
  • I Know But I Don’t Know
  • 11:59
  • Will Anything Happen?
  • Sunday Girl
  • Heart of Glass
  • I’m Gonna Love You Too
  • Just Go Away


And here’s a little poem about titles in general:

The Thing About Poems Is


11 Responses to “Titled”

  1. Jingle July 25, 2010 at 14:57 #

    wow, what a cool list.


  2. 1sojournal July 25, 2010 at 15:43 #

    I think it works quite well. And I have a tendency to do my own thing, often. It works for me, and I think it worked just fine for you.



    • tillybud July 27, 2010 at 21:21 #

      I’m always doing my own thing; every failure is a lesson and every success spurs me on. It’s how we find our poetic voice, I think.

      Thanks for the encouragement; it’s always appreciated.


  3. vivinfrance July 25, 2010 at 15:46 #

    Cleverly jumbled. Your parallel lines will never meet.
    And as for your vital titles: one for Jock. He loved the pig pun.


    • tillybud July 27, 2010 at 21:22 #

      Send the fish-kisser a hug from me.


  4. Mary July 25, 2010 at 17:20 #

    Quite good really. I like the ending. Go away. And don’t. How often people feel that way…it seems.


  5. wayne July 25, 2010 at 19:41 #

    well done…thanks for sharing your words


  6. slpmartin July 25, 2010 at 21:35 #

    Interesting poem….thanks for posting your poem.


  7. brenda w July 26, 2010 at 14:37 #

    Tilly-The album cover is a blast from the past…whooosh!
    As for the poem….sweet ambiguity!


  8. Nicola Batty July 29, 2010 at 14:39 #

    Your concept of the poem was even more ambitious than my Alice/Harry Potter saga!

    To keep to this dimension, it’s possible we know each other as I come from Stockport, actually Cheadle Hulme. Nic


    • tillybud July 29, 2010 at 16:00 #

      Cheadle Heath! Do you know about the Art Gallery Writers group?


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