One day beautiful

By Nicholas Hooper

One day beautiful
The other day sad
I went to work
And it made me glad
To be home with me piana
Then be here with me Mac
Writing all this rubbish
Till it’s time to go back

To brew a pot of char
And stagger up the stairs
And them mugs that I jiggle
Are painted in pairs
There’s a harbour for you
And a shepherd for me
Out of good ol’ china
Is the way to drink tea

And you always make me happy
Even if I’ve been sad
Writing on my pooter
Some rhymes that is bad
So here’s to a lover
And here’s to a wife
That makes a great philosophy
Of freedom and strife



About Dawnings:
“Every morning at around 5am I get up and go down to my studio. After a short meditation I write down whatever is in my head, giving myself fifteen minutes to do so. Then moving over to the piano (or a more portable instrument like my Ukulele when I'm away), I improvise and record a piece of music inspired by whatever words I just wrote. It is a great way of keeping both my writing and my composing going and I call these small creations Dawnings. They are mostly unedited, like sketches, so that they keep that fresh feeling of an early morning discovery.”

— Nick Hooper