Episode 00 Mother of My Mothers
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This is a placeholder while I sort out doing some actual content! This is a sea shanty I wrote for my dissertation about my fear of drowning because of the inherited trauma of being descended from enslaved people.
Co vocals and beautiful harmonies by Anna Fruen to whom I shall always be grateful.
Credit is also due to Florence Welch for the inspiration from Sky Full of Song.
Find me on twitter at @thepontypoet
Poem transcript
Mother of My Mothers - A Shanty
After Florence Welch
Ohmother of my mothers
Ifeelyou in thestorm
Ireach foryou and
Know that for
TonightI’m not alone.
The father of my fathers
Is lost beneath the waves
While the man with gun
And bible wants to tell me
Jesus saves.
And I was sitting at my window
Gazing out across the sea
And in mygriefI swear that
You were looking back at me
Whispering the music
Of a land so far away
Calling me back to a place
I always want to stay.
Mother of my mothers
No matter where I roam
I will always look upon the sea
And wish that I was home.
Lying on the ocean floor
With seaweed in my hair
Singing with the sirens
songs of love and songs of care.
Hand in hand
I’m so frightened now.
I’m scared to die.
Pull me down
Where we alldrown
Leave me where I lie.
And I can tell that you are with me
As the storm begins to break
When the wind is wrapping round me
And my heart begins to ache
It feels like something’s gone
That I never got tograsp
was lost down on theseabed
In one last choking gasp.
And silence is a virtue
Or so I have been told
Sowe’ll be oh so quiet
In the deep and in the cold
And when the ships are gone
On rocks they’ve run aground
We’ll drift up to the surface
Where our songs of love abound
Mother of my mothers
No matter where I roam
I will always look upon the sea
And wish that I was home.
Lying on the ocean floor
With seaweed in my hair
Singing with the sirens
songs of love and songs of care.
take my hand
I’m so frightened now.
I’m scared to die.
Pull me down
Where we alldrown
Leave me where I lie.
I thought I was flying
But maybe I’m dying now
I thought I was swimming
Butmy light is dimming now
I thought I wassinking
But I am clear thinking now
Mother of my mothers
No matter where I roam
I will always look upon the sea
And wish that I was home.
Lying on the ocean floor
With seaweed in my hair
Singing with the sirens
songs of love and songs of care.
Hold my hand
I’mnotfrightened now.
Not afraidto die.
Pull me down
Where we alldrown
Leave me where I lie.
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