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Thank you everyone all the  links and coments are great. I hope there are some more to come doesn't have to be by anyone well known.
I havent got anything modern to put  up or from recent years.  I will attach the musical genius of the Marx Brothers having fun playing piano.a scene I have enjoyed from as long as I can remember.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pbUrsot6oeY

Cheers TIG thank you for your kind comments and taking the time to have a listen. Like you I need young ones to show me how  to do things on my phone and laptop.
I sometimes worry that young people seem to concentrate more  on their devices as a form of comunication rather than just talking to each other. I will leave you this poem about my inner theatre and sharing thoughts with loved ones and the rest of world through poem and song. I titled it   Light Will Get Through. What I am saying in this poem is words that mean something to you' can touch those who have affinity with what you are underneath the exterior that the world  see's. It also aimed at my wife and soul buddy who gets what I am about when sometimes others don't.

Light Will Get Through
The snow caped mountain at the top of my head.
Hit by sun.
Hit by rain.
Hit by wind and stillness.
That river that flows through my veins.
In the deep parts are you my love.
Not my shallow banks for you.
As my thoughts flow down to the sea.
Sometimes accepted by welcoming lapping waves in the sea of people.
At other times struggling against strong tides and a relentless pounding of angry seas.
Out in the ocean sometimes my thoughts do flow.
Touching distant shores.
Sucked up by heat of the sun then rained down onto your interior.
As always my love in deep parts are you.
In deep parts are you.
In deep parts are you my love.
Ever since the start of my journey,
In the deep parts are the departed.
Those who have been left but still remain.
In the deep parts are the unseen.
The guiding hand that gives me faith the hidden strength that conquers angry seas and the monotony of those not going anywhere.
In the deep parts a guiding light still gets through.

Glad you got the humour TIG   
Excellent observation Phill the cats name is Horse the cartoon was popular in NZ known as Footrot Flats writen by Murray Ball . The sheep dog is owned by Wal a rugged sheep farmer,
"The Dog" 
The main character of the cartoon, a Border Collie, thinks of himself as intelligent and tough, but is really quite soft and often cowardly. He has a real name, given to him by Aunt Dolly, but despises it and has never allowed anyone to reveal it, often going to great lengths to stop Aunt Dolly or anyone else from saying it. Aunt Dolly says it is a "such a refined, aristocratic name", which gives some clue as to why Dog despises it. Wal always calls him "Dog", gaining loyal devotion. The Dog is often put to use to guard things or get rid of rats or pigs, but Border Collies have an independent streak and the Dog's is a mile wide. However, also like others of his breed he is a competent sheepdog. He also has a couple of alter egos; "The Scarlet Manuka" who attempts to 'liberate' cricket balls from being hit by Wal and his team, "Mitey Ironn Paw", and "the Grey Ghost of The Forest", that appear from time to time. The dog has also, at one point, claimed to have the following commendations: V.C. (Very Cute), D.S.O. (Doesn't Steal Offal), and B.A.R (What Sheep Do), along with the alias of '00Dog' (Licensed to be kind but fair) and acting as Wal's 'chaperone' in many cases in Wal's dates with "Cheeky" Hobson. The Dog thinks Cheeky is a cheap hussy and his chaperoning often leads to the date being a disaster for Wal
For my friends who dont know what the VC and other abbreviations  mean. They are medals given by the Queen for service and bravery to the community. VC stands for Victoria Cross the highest medal one can get for bravery in the military. DSO (Distinguish Service Order)  People who have these awards will put it at the end of their names.
Jack or Jill  Someone VC.
.Horse
A large, fierce and practically invulnerable cat. The character is a menace to Dog and the other characters, resisting attempts to be tamed by Aunt Dolly or others. He has a girlfriend (Fred) who frequents with a Biker gang and loves leather. Occasionally fathers kittens. He and Dog frequently cross paths which end up with the Dog on the short end. Horse "spoke" a little in the earlier comics, but in later ones he mainly spoke out via actions and yowls. Later the irascible tomcat Horse became Dog's main nemesis (and sometimes ally). Horse is also seen protecting the dogs (Dog and Jess) from the local rat population that reside at the Murphy farm.

Thank you TF.

Cheers TIG .  Phill  I was worried my Kiwi accent might ruin it glad it worked. Phill I have travelled the world and  I am pleased that I can call New Zealand home.
People from Wales tell me there are a lot similarities in our sheep farming traditions. I will put a short clip below of the sport of Sheep Dog Trails for people who never heard or have seen this sport.  .. Our other  national sport in common is Ruby Union.

“A dream is a seed.
Vision plants it.
Imagination nurtures growth.
Opportunities create blooms.
Thoughts become things!”
― Donna McGoff             

  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XT6TF-U62nM

https://soundcloud.com/eatleville/a-short-story
Cheers Phill I have put it on soundcloud for you

Not only is Tobias percussive technigue  flawless also every other aspect of his playing down to his harmonics bang on every time. Thank you TF for putting me onto him.

Cheers Phill I will do one on soundcloud sometime soon and I will let  you know when I put it up. The Maori word for Butterfly is pepepe which also is the same word for moth.

I love the humour in those two poems thank you for  putting them up. I will attach a little Kiwi  bush poem about  Hunting and living of the land,   Just a man and his horse getting a break from people and the rush of life living of what nature can provide.. He is  talking about that sad feeling one gets sometimes when you have to get back to  humanity and every day life. But like you I need my Darling Wife with me.

.Time of Day - Barry Crump

Time of Day - writen by Barry Crump a Kiwi bushman.

At that time of day
when the world turns away from the sun
and the last traces of sunlight
are gone from the ridgetops,
I lead my old horse down a wild river valley
with two trout in the split sack
behind the saddle.

Around the bend I see great wires
strung swooping from pylon to pylon
across the sky.

And I wonder how come
it makes that moment of sadness
waft through my thoughts,
and puts that mournful note
in the cry of the putangitangi*

*Putangitangi - Paradise Duck

Tyson7  I like your insights  about the mystery and magic of  poem/ song. Here in New Zealand is a poet who travels the country enteraining people with live prefpormances of his poems. He is what we call a living treasure. He used to travel with his dog Minstrel who was  a legend in his own right. When Minstrel died it was headline news around our country  not bad for a dog. Anyway for anyone that is interested I thought I would attach Sam  Hunt doing a  Ted talks. Looking forward to hearing more insights from other Chordians on why do we  write  poems or poetry.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pW7uouAZAWo

I love what you all are sharing on here. Mojo I think for me trying to write something because a person  wants me to do it never works. Poems and songs seemed to come to me when I am not trying to be creative. Many times it  happens  at inappropriate moments.  TIG poetry and songs are very personal and that why I have my alter ego Peatle Jville to put that side of me out there. My own mother who is 96 has never seen or heard most of my poems or songs unless I have done them under my real name. TF as a person who has experienced depression and anxiety attacks I connect completly  with what you have shared. Thank you for being so open. Many people who know me are aften shocked to find out that I have expeirenced what Winston Churchill described as the black dog because I am  outgoing and full of humour most of the time.
“All emotions, even those that are suppressed and unexpressed, have physical effects. Unexpressed emotions tend to stay in the body like small ticking time bombs—they are illnesses in incubation.”  Poetry and song is an excellent tool  sometimes to help purge negative feelings.. Mojo your Oil Feild Trash is a song I love because it comes from a real place it is not only an entertaining listen it tells me about a subject I knew nothing about. On my mother's side I am part Fijian and the way some of our history has been passed down is through story telling, poems and songs because nothing was writen down years ago. The reason why Fijian people feared the younger generations lossing their language is because somethings Fijian can only be properly expressed in the  Fijian language. TIG I was wondering do the the young people you teach learn somethings through poetry and songs???? My wife when she was in the United States learnt how the slaves and oppressed kept their spirits up through song as a way of surviving hardship. Her time in New Orleans is full of musical memories.  Here is a American lyric that comes to my mind which we sing at Christmas.
When I am a seeker,
I seek both night and day;
I seek the Lord to help me,
And He shows me the way:
Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.
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