Blue Skies by Ray S

Good afternoon, Class. 

Our subject word for today is innuendo. I trust you’ve done your homework, thus you’re cognizant of how to employ this word. Just tickle your prurient mind department and chuckle away.

First off, “Blue Skies” is the title of an old song which prompts a visit to Tin Pan Alley. You recall the next line—“Smiling at me, nothing but Blue Skies do I see.”

Now, see what these titles can do with a little alteration, interpretation, and innuendo, a la GLBTQ.

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile
It’s a long way to Tipperary
Over there, over there
Blow, Gabriel, Blow
Over the rainbow
I’m always chasing rainbows
The boy next door or the girl next door
I’d like to hate myself in the morning
This can’t be love
Me and my shadow
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Someone to watch over me
The man I love (or woman)
How long has this been going on?
Sweet and low down
Who cares?
I’ve got a crush on you
Bess, you are my woman, now
I got it bad and that ain’t good
I loves you Porgy
My blue heaven (you fill in the name of your choice)
Happy days are here again
I’m young and healthy
Over there
The varsity drag
Ain’t we got fun
Little girl
Change partners
What’ll I do?
How deep is the ocean?
Let’s have another cup of coffee
Say it isn’t so
Don’t lie under the apple tree
I hate men
He needs me
After I say I’m sorry
Somebody loves me
Hard hearted Hannah
I never knew
Frankie and Johnnie
I can’t give you anything but love
How come you do me like you do, do, do?
I wish I could shimmy like my sister Kate
After you’ve gone
Minnie the moocher
Willow weep for me
There’s a small hotel
The lady is a tramp
I enjoy being a girl
This can’t be love
I’ve got you under my skin
Why can’t you behave?
They say it’s wonderful
The girl (boy) that I marry
You go to my head
That old feeling
When I’m not near the girl (boy) I love,
I’m in love with the girl (boy) I’m near
Don’t worry about me
All of me
You make me feel so young
Anything goes
Oh, look at me now.

Sing along now and “Get Happy.”

© 27 June 2016

About the Author

Blue Skies, by Gillian

Blue skies smiling at me; nothing but blue skies do I see.

Well for God’s sake, how boring is that? Sure, we welcome blue skies because they signal a clear sunny day ahead. We use them metaphorically in the same way. But the fact is that clear blue skies are not interesting. They do not fascinate us the way cloudy skies do. We don’t have different names for different parts of a blue sky, the way we talk of cirrus and cumulonimbus clouds.

I belong …. wait for it, you’re going to love this …. to The Cloud Appreciation Society. Weird cloud photographers from all around the world post cloud photos and videos to the website, and so many of them are breathtakingly beautiful. I myself have, in my computer, something over 500 photos of nothing but clouds, or those taken primarily because of the cloud formations they capture. In only one of the whole collection is there a clear blue sky.

A while ago, I put together a small booklet of my own sky photos, accompanied by appropriate quotations, because the sky, to me, is too beautiful not to be accompanied by poetic appreciation. As the Cloud Appreciation Society says it –

‘ … (clouds) are Nature’s poetry, and the most egalitarian of her displays, since everyone can have a fantastic view of them.’

And, I would add, you don’t have to risk life and limb to watch them, unlike so many of nature’s more dramatic displays.

The same website also reminds us, in its somewhat tongue-in-cheek ‘manifesto’, that we should fight what it calls ‘blue-sky thinking’ wherever we find it. Life, they say, would indeed be dull if we had to look up at a cloudless monotony day after day. It is, of course, a whole lot easier to espouse that philosophy living in a place like Colorado than in the many cities in this country which receive over 60″ of rain per year, and have little opportunity to grow bored with clear blue skies.

And there are endless quotes exhorting us to appreciate those metaphorical clouds in our lives, in order that we might fully appreciate the blue skies when they return. Quite honestly, I’m not totally convinced. I suspect this may be a tactical encouragement towards positive thinking of, and response to, the inevitable. Did I really need to break my wrist in order to appreciate my fully-functioning joints? Must I suffer from that miserable Xmas cold to value my usual good health? I don’t think so. But I couldn’t help myself; I had to see what that WWW had to offer.

There are, need I say, many comments on the topic. Two I really liked.

The first said,

‘One can appreciate the Good in Life without experiencing the Bad

However, when one experiences the Bad

That which was not quite so Good becomes Good

and the Good we experience radiates a stronger energy than before…’

The other said,

‘…. experiencing bad would definitely allow you to appreciate the good more then you previously have. But if you were raised with the right values to already do all that then you wouldn’t necessarily need the bad in your life.’

Points to ponder.

But I return to that ‘manifesto’ of the Cloud Society, which ends with the final, simpler, injunction,

‘…. always remember to live life with your head in the clouds!’

© June 2016

About the Author

I was born and raised in England. After graduation from college there, I moved to the U.S. and, having discovered Colorado, never left. I have lived in the Denver-Boulder area since 1965, working for 30 years at IBM. I married, raised four stepchildren, then got divorced after finally, in my forties, accepting myself as a lesbian. I have been with my wonderful partner Betsy for thirty years. We have been married since 2013.

Blue Skies, by Ray S

Good
afternoon, Class. Our subject word for today is innuendo. I trust you’ve done
your homework, thus you’re cognizant of how to employ this word. Just tickle
your prurient mind department and chuckle away.
First
off, “Blue Skies” is the title of an old song which prompts a visit to Tin Pan
Alley. You recall the next line—“Smiling at me, nothing but Blue Skies do I
see.”
Now,
see what these titles can do with a little alteration, interpretation, and
innuendo, a la GLBTQ.
Pack up your troubles in your old kit
bag and smile, smile, smile
It’s a long way to Tipperary
Over there, over there
Blow, Gabriel, Blow
Over the rainbow
I’m always chasing rainbows
The boy next door or the girl next
door
I’d like to hate myself in the
morning
This can’t be love
Me and my shadow
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Someone to watch over me
The man I love (or woman)
How long has this been going on?
Sweet and low down
Who cares?
I’ve got a crush on you
Bess, you are my woman, now
I got it bad and that ain’t good
I loves you Porgy
My blue heaven (you fill in the name
of your choice)
Happy days are here again
I’m young and healthy
Over there
The varsity drag
Ain’t we got fun
Little girl
Change partners
What’ll I do?
How deep is the ocean?
Let’s have another cup of coffee
Say it isn’t so
Don’t lie under the apple tree
I hate men
He needs me
After I say I’m sorry
Somebody loves me
Hard hearted Hannah
I never knew
Frankie and Johnnie
I can’t give you anything but love
How come you do me like you do, do,
do?
I wish I could shimmy like my sister
Kate
After you’ve gone
Minnie the moocher
Willow weep for me
There’s a small hotel
The lady is a tramp
I enjoy being a girl
This can’t be love
I’ve got you under my skin
Why can’t you behave?
They say it’s wonderful
The girl (boy) that I marry
You go to my head
That old feeling
When I’m not near the girl (boy) I
love,
          I’m in love with the girl (boy) I’m
near
Don’t worry about me
All of me
You make me feel so young
Anything goes
Oh, look at me now.
         Sing along now and “Get Happy.”
© 27 June 2016 

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Blue Skies by Will Stanton

We all know that, traditionally, blue skies normally are equated with happiness and things in our lives going right. This notion frequently has been expressed in poetry, art, photography, and in songs, such as Irving Berlin’s famous “Blue Skies.” As his song suggests, being in love brings about happiness, symbolically expressed by blue skies.

People’s very real relief in finally seeing blue skies after months of winter’s dreariness has been a known phenomenon as long as human beings have been on Earth. My having grown up in a state where, each year, there were three hundred days of overcast, I recall people around me often became depressed and irritable around the month of February. Some people are so badly affected that they are required to subject themselves to daily light-therapy to lessen depression. Fortunately, I apparently have not been vulnerable to such ill effects.

I know that I am especially sensitive to beauty in nature, and that beauty can include blue skies. My favorite season is springtime when, very often, the temperature is moderately warm, perhaps with a cool breeze, few clouds are in the sky, and all of nature is turning colorful with green grass and multicolored blossoms. I experienced that feeling deeply during my recent walk through Commons Park here in Denver.

Ironically, however, there are three exceptions to my enjoyment of only blue skies. First of all, I have grown less tolerant of summer heat along with its blazing-blue skies. During such times, I crave shade and, perhaps, rainy skies. There also is my own, personal quirk that, if the skies outside my house are blight blue, I often have the uncomfortable feeling that I must be out and about, doing important things and accomplishing a lot. If outside is rainy or snowy, I don’t feel that way.

The third personal feeling is that I frequently do enjoy rainy skies, especially gentle springtime rain and subdued skies – – – that is, as long as I have shelter, especially my own home. At such times, I feel calm, more relaxed, even perhaps a little dreamy, which helps me with any creative endeavors I may be engaged in, such as writing these stories. After all, I have mentioned before that I have on my computer both a ripped sound-recording and also an audio-video recording of gentle rain, which I usually play while I am writing or engaged in other creative work.

I don’t know for sure whether my special enjoyment of overcast skies and rain is particular to me or whether people in general respond in the same way. If less common, perhaps my enjoyment of quiet skies is in-born. Maybe those feelings are from genetic memory, some of my early ancestors having come from the rainier climes of Britain.

After all, I have inherited, from that side of my family, genes from Normans, Welsh, Saxons, and the early indigenous inhabitants of those isles, called by the Saxons, “Elves” because of their short stature. As a matter of fact, I have come to think, over the years, that my Elvin heritage explains a lot about me. And, now you know.

© 03 June 2016


About the Author

I have had a life-long fascination with people and their life stories. I also realize that, although my own life has not brought me particular fame or fortune, I too have had some noteworthy experiences and, at times, unusual ones. Since I joined this Story Time group, I have derived pleasure and satisfaction participating in the group. I do put some thought and effort into my stories, and I hope that you find them interesting.

Blue Skies – Socialism, by Louis

(a) The tune “Blue Skies” has an implied theme of long easy life without problems, a life of easy sailing.

(b) For me “Blue Skies” means optimism for the future.

(c) Nowadays, most Americans are wondering why our government is so hostile and backward. Also why do we have a perpetual war going on in Afghanistan and elsewhere?

(d) The answer is because we are stuck with a backward form of capitalism. Companies like Halliburton buy the government, exclude more peace-oriented political candidates. They purchase Republican governors who repress the vote and make a joke of democracy.

(e) Michael Moore’s recent movies point out that other in other western democracies the governments govern and promote the best interests of the citizens. “Where to invade next.” Universal health care is taken for granted. In France women are given a couple of months off with pay before and after child birth and after birth have a nurse, all paid for by the government. That was his movie “Sicko”. In Germany, working people have affordable housing in lavish housing complexes. That is because they have real union protections.

(f) Bernie Sanders’ campaign has opened up discussion of the merits of socialism. Under socialism, the profit motive is taken out of the business of weapons manufacturing. Without the profit motive, war-making pretty much stops, and we have world peace.

(g) I used to have discussions with my friend in New York City about what is the proper definition of socialism. As far as I last knew, it is the “Public ownership of the means of production.” This means that the public owns the public utilities such as gas and electricity, the companies that manufacture weapons for the military (which is all much smaller scale as compared with what we have now).

(h) Countries like Holland, Sweden, Denmark, France and most other countries on earth, have accepted socialism as the normal way of life.

(i) Under socialism, government officials are forbidden to accept campaign contributions from private people or corporations. Breaking this rule incurs severe penalties. In the U. S. this practice is accepted as normal practice. As a result, actual democracy is pretty much killed off.

(j) So Blue Skies reminds me of the socialist future we can all expect. It will be peaceful and devoid of financial worries, with universal health care.

(k) Socialism will come when the people face death by starvation at the all too predictable downturn of the business cycle. When that happens, 99% of jobs disappear. There will be no way to survive. When it’s death or socialism, people choose socialism.

(l) Back in 1840 in France, socialism was all the rage. The poet Victor Hugo believed the poet is also a prophet. In that spirit Victor wrote several prophetic poems, “The End of Hatred,” “The End of Hunger,” “The End of War,” and “The Triumph of Socialism”.

(m) Blue skies Smiling at me Nothing but blue skies Do I see

(n) Bluebirds Singing a song Nothing but bluebirds All day long

(o) Never saw the sun shining so bright Never saw things going so right Noticing the days hurrying by When you’re in love, my how they fly

(p) Blue days All of them gone Nothing but blue skies From now on

(q) (Scat)

(r) I never saw the sun shining so bright Never saw things going so right Noticing the days hurrying by When you’re in love, my how they fly

(s) Blue days All of them gone Nothing but blue skies From now on

(t) Songwriters (u) 13 Songs With Deeper Meaning Than You Think Hlntv.com

(v) (w) The Most Frequently Played Song in the World is One We All Hate Mentalfloss.com

© 17 May 2016

About the Author

I was born in 1944, I lived most of my life in New York City, Queens County. I still commute there. I worked for many years as a Caseworker for New York City Human Resources Administration, dealing with mentally impaired clients, then as a social work Supervisor dealing with homeless PWA’s. I have an apartment in Wheat Ridge, CO. I retired in 2002. I have a few interesting stories to tell. My boyfriend Kevin lives in New York City. I graduated Queens College, CUNY, in 1967.