This is a banjo song that I just wrote to play on my first guitar. Yes, I know. “Banjo song to play on my guitar”—sums up my life, fairly well.
Fishy in the Blue
I’m living in a dreamland
The water’s ocean blue
Swimming to the outskirts
Of what I thought was you
But seeing only hard glass
That’s staring back at me
Sad eyes of the morning
Drenched in misery
Aquarium of aqua, and slowly merging green
Aquarium of absence, where you were meant to be
I’m living in a dreamland
Your face is all I know
Staring through the ripples
And watching as you go
Hunting through this glass cage
A sliver through a rock
Waiting for my sweet love
To give my home a knock
You’re shaking up my water
You’re shimmering my world
With all your fancy sparkles
And all your hidden jewels
A cauldron where a prince breathes
A castle undersea
You’re everything this fish needs
To live in luxury
I’m living in a dreamland
Your face is all I know
Staring through the ripples
And watching as you go
Hunting through this glass cage
A sliver through a rock
Waiting for my sweet love
To give my home a knock
There’s seahorses and urchins
And plenitude of schools
There’s suitors at my doorstep
Reciting gratitude
But I ain’t got no interest
Not even ‘nough to look
Too busy staring outward
A mermaid to a hook
I round the laps familiar
Still circling this place
Keep staring through that window
Keep giving love a chase
I’m living in a dreamland
Your face is all I know
Staring through the ripples
And watching as you go
Hunting through this glass cage
A sliver through a rock
Waiting for my sweet love
To give my home a knock
The bubbles they keep floating
Atop this prison cell
Serenading sadness
As far as I can tell
But I can’t stop my twanging
My fins to banjo string
You’re everything I wished for
You give this goldie wings
So sweetie if you’re out there
Beyond this world of mine
Why don’t you come forward
So I can watch you shine
‘Cause I am just a fishy
In everything I do
A little fancy heartache
That’s swimming in the blue
~ Sam of the Blue
Post dedicated to my Irish Grandpa Mac. Rest in Peace.
June 2012
Everyday Asperger's 
OHHHHHHH SAMMY ……………XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
BEAUTIFUL TO THE MAX OF BEAUTY …….
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THE IRISH LOVE HERE —– I FEEL IT ……
HOW I LOVE IRELAND TOO 🙂
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ALWAYS YOUR FRIEND OXXO
C
YAY! I just love this fishy love song. Thank you for loving it, too! HUGE HUGS, Friend.
~ Sammy of the deep blue xoxoxo
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This is really great! Love it. 🙂
Awe….thanks. 🙂 Smiles, Sam
Asperger’s Girl: You are one busy bee aren’t you? If you had time and someone offered, would you go out into space? It seems like you would. Respectfully Marc Marrs
Yes. After my boys were grown, I would definitely go to space! Thanks for the visit. 🙂 Sam
Great work my friend 🙂
Many thanks. 🙂
So impressed!!! Fantastic Sam 🙂
Thank you for your kind comment. I had fun with this. All types of emotions came out. Hugs, Sam 🙂
So fishy. 😉
he, he 😉 you silly strawberry! Sam
Really liked the last song, said a lot to me.
Thanks for the wonderful post/poem/video
Big Bro,Scott
Glad you liked the music. I enjoy finding songs that I can escape in for the day. You are very welcome. Thanks for reading. Sissy Sam 🙂
OH~! Love this one immensely~! Would also love to hear the tune that goes with this beautiful rhyme scheme~ Namaste’ 🙂
LOL…I can’t remember the tune…when it comes back to me, I’ll let you know. LOL. thanks for the comment 🙂 Sam
this is wonderful….and i LOVE the subject matter :)))
Thanks so much for back tracking and reading this one. I like this sweet little fishy in the water. Your favorite subject….you do know this little gal fish in the post isn’t the type that is meant to be caught and fried for dinner? he he 🙂 Thanks for taking the time to read. Very kind and supportive of you. Sam 😉
Beautiful! I love it! 🙂