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ATOM BOMB BABY by c. Ronee Blakley, Sawtooth Music, ASCAP
Ronee Blakley Productions Inc, Blakley Records. Distributed by Symphonic
In every world of every year
I dance around fear
Once I was a child before you
Now you are thirty
In a world pretty and dirty
Your neon light eyes
Shine through trees
Such comfort that brings me
I love you as I loved no man
For what can that other offer
Compared to a growing life
Giving birth to it
To become a mother
There were dangerous rides
Thundering rapids
Dodging monsters along mountainsides
Made me afraid
Who I am today
A whistleblower mother
I did not forget to be a lover
Went after what I wanted
Then threw it aside forever
Short the little moments
When you curly blonde called out to me
Along ancient sand
Your princess blood beauty
Perfect and plain
Serene and calm
Marble veined hands
So sure when playing the clown
Getting it all down
On tape for future listening
In the gloaming glistening
How shall I hide tears
When I fail
If you do not love me do not take me
For my faults have invaded the universe
If you forget me and forsake me
In my swollen sorrow
Self pity neediness
Glamour gone a hunting
Little baby bunting
For to wrap you in
Lost in adulthood
Clinging to old age
Fingers gripping the cliff
About to fall off
Watching all else I love leave
Don't be wowed by what I did in public
Know how deep I go in private
Where I dwell
Is a well
Who shall fetch water from it
On Beaudelaire's long rope used for hanging
Tied to a bucket with a hole in it
When I am happiest in your arms
More than in another's
It is like parting in Shakespeare
When only while unconscious can you embrace
The beloved
Like that it was when you breathed
First coming from the innermost me
Heartbeat and chemistry
All sound and bumping around
I didn't want to let you go
To share you with the world of time
Who does not rest
Does not reap or sow
Yet cannot be killed
Rolling over us one and all unsoiled
Victor's reins unspoiled
I sit in grey suede Australian boots
Fearful of losing you
All that I have is in you
All that I don't have or have lost or mislaid
Some forgotten melody
A harsh scene
Seared into the fleshy brain dissolving slowly inside my cranium
Ligaments screaming from holding the rowboat in place
As the tide goes out and stays out
Then finally a wave rushes in
Songs talk of the ocean's touch
Its healing properties of salt and beginnings
My little fish my little frog my tadpole
I knew you from the very start
No one else did
Only I
Allmothers feel life begin
As mother felt me
When I closed her eyes in death
I remained in fear for what was to become of me
With no one to care would the murderers succeed
Would they crouch at the doorknob and get in
Would you receive a call from some far off country
In a language you do not speak
Telling you your mother was no more
That she had succumbed to mosquitoes in Nassau
Amoebas in Cairo
A lightning strike in the Sawtooths
Huddling in a lonely cave
Holding a piece of charcoal for drawing
The lord of song has visited me
Selfishly I hoard that blessing
Magical and otherworldly
Naturally frightening
Soaring out of me whenever I wish
Loud sometimes too loud
Not good enough but enough to serve
To get beyond burn scars and buck teeth
Gritty ambition born of other forces
Outside herself she watches
I am she
It is easier that way
Shall I leave you nothing but my fear and longing
Or may I leave you tunes of love
Do you feel my heart pounding with joy when you are near
Do you sense my fear of saying goodbye
That when I am not shiny with intelligence you will avoid me
If I am poor you may not trust me
That i could become a thorn in your side
Unworthy of gifts at Christmas
Set me loose upon that warm sea
Where children laugh at a prophet's feet
When you play with lambs and jump around to find shells
Remind me that once we cuddled on big bed
Traveled in vanny van
Let me hear those stories of remembrance
Lest they vanish
Like energy destroyed from the explosion
Of a nuclear blast
I am an atom bomb baby
Born within a month of the detonation
Breathy with country knowledge
Which is no knowledge at all
Only a feeling
Of watching a tall dark man rise from a rowboat
A mother always dressed up to go somewhere
The sound of people mourning and moaning
Far away a cloud formed
I did not like its mushroom shape
It did not taste good
My baby eyes sought peace and understanding
I looked for it in my mother's eyes
She did not recognize me
She only saw the reflection of herself
I became her mirror
Then I became her
Did what she did
Was what she wanted to be
It was natural
Smiling a radiation smile
Hiding my atom bomb glow
So as not to burn anyone
But myself
Were you ever afraid to turn thirty
Did it mean childhood's end
The final freedom from innocence
Liberty from responsibility
Prodigy spent
Money lent
When expectations are to bloom and become
To discover one's place in the firmament
Baby, I turned thirty with diamonds and champagne
And no one to love
I made a point to find him
Bought clothes
Wore braces
It worked
Were you ever hesitant to grow up
To reach the apex of your glorious beauty
Thirties were sharply drawn
Dramatic and mature
Excitedly lived
Poured everything into it
Softer now sounds the harp
Easier a hand wiping the brow
Slower the gait and reach to pull back a wisp of hair
Golden though it was to chase the moon down Malibu beach
There was always something driving me that drives me no more
Where and when did it go I know not
Many a fraught night of passion
None in vain
Crying out to be heard
To be understood was almost too much
But to be known was to be loved
I was learning how to exist
Tested the limits of being
Licked the envelope and sealed it
I didn't want to miss anything
Praises be that fear escapes you
Satisfaction be your daily bread
Artistic fulfillment round out your year
Loving thoughts flow to your ear
Gentle pleasures moment to moment
Discourse every time you comment
Kindness always at your feet
Friends with everyone you meet
Wisdom an early familiar face
May goodness win your human race
With happiness in second place
Rich in what your dreams are made of
Rich in health
Rich in love
These puny efforts
Laughter we make
Stands we take
How swift it goes
To ethics be nice
In courageous secret sacrifice
Poets in words
Gamblers in life
Travel our learning
Bow low with a calling card
Despising no one
Pack songs to sing
To be is everything
Write words only you write
Make a joyful noise in Mitchell style
Eat cake like Pooh eats honey
Dig deep toward Zarathustra
Blood fresh in soft cheeks a la Bergman
Muscles supple as you go Olympian
Pride in what you do Dylanesque
Govern justice with Aristotle's eye
Plead innocently with Einstein's mind
Fight for equality for women with Steinem
Be a Non violent Ghandi practitioner
A passionate Jesus from Sermon on the Mount
With honesty like Ginsberg in "Howl"ANATOMY OF FEAR
Celebrate with your painter
Carry me as a lantern in the myth
Of technicolor pathways round the sun
Lighting your way to roshomon's truth
An eternal flame through immeasurable heavens
To Robert Johnson's refrain
Further on down the road babe
I will accompany you
