Wednesday, November 19, 2008

A rare, digitally enhanced "Foto"
of the artist performing as
"The Yodeling Frog," Fatal Bert's,
March 17, 1976.

Sound files of Stefan's songs can be heard here:
Carousel Wind at iTunes
Time of Wonder at iTunes

You can buy Stefan des Lauriers CD's here at CDBaby:
Carousel Wind
Time of Wonder

1. The Lion's Big Debut

A shaggy conductor perseveres though The Lion's Big Debut as his musical menagerie fizzles out: "The porcupine on bagpipes, Punctured them with holes."

2. A Little Red Bug

A Little Red Bug reminds the artist of his fictitious Volkswagen while painting a watercolor: "A drop of rain fell on a whim, It hit my work and drew me in."

3. Imaginary Mountain

Semi-insurmountable obstacles become Imaginary Mountains: "The sun shines on the mountain, The streams are charged with gold, There just might be some nuggets, In all that icy cold."

4. Blue Whale Blues

Two whales search for love in all the wrong oceans: "In the Atlantic Ocean, There's a whale with the blues"

5. Dinosaurs' Demise

Dinosaurs' Demise presents wacky theories as to why the big ones had to go: "On the rebound from a bungee jump mishap, The green dinosaur was ejected off the map."

6. Carousel Wind

See the smiles on the faces of kids spinning round: "O what do you dream, When you wistfully stare, When the wind from the Carousel ruffles your hair."

7. Favorite Pony

An unpainted pony is ridden by a Prince: "Imagine a merry-go-round, In a Kingdom of Fantasy." Story: The Favorite Pony on the Merry Go Round saves herself for someone special: "Long, long ago a roving merry-go-round made its way to a castle in the clouds."

8. Time To Say Goodnight

One man's sunset is another man's sunrise: "Please answer every human need, Children grow up much too fast, Heal the broken heart that bleeds, And may the time of wonder last."

9. Sunflowers

Sunflowers grow from the tears of former foes gathered on the battlefield: "I dreamed of endless rows of thousands of soldiers, They all threw down their guns."

10. Vision of Victory

A mountain climber, a little over the hill, returns to the scene of the climb: "You go as high as you can go, And then your climb begins ."

11. Yodeling Frog

Yodeling Frog ultimately succeeds when his progeny studies with an opera queen. "Jealous frogs would stop and stare, As he drove by in his Corvair."

12. Golden Children

"Red,golden, pink and green, are the colors of an apples' skin, They may come in different colors, but there's always the same star within."

13. Sugar Heart

A young girl waits for daddy to come home while mother ponders a second cup of coffee: "Though her Camelot had dissolved, She'd not be giving up, There would be another suitor, To fill her empty cup."

14. Tour de Farce

The artist hires a double-decker bus for a joy ride: "Picnic here at Philosopher's Walk, Passing the six strings around, This musical feast will rock and roll, Right up to the top of the town."

15. Messenger's Lament

A crumbling artist is humbled while scaling the tumbling tower of humanity: "I took the torch and followed, to the dungeon we went down — From here you work your way to the tower and the crown."

16. Handful of Stars

Celestial music emanates from a faded rock musician: "And like the light of an ancient star, That reaches us this day, I'd like my song too reach too you, After I fade away."

17. Heaven Could Use A Few More Stars

"I used to think that fame and fortune would bring a love that lasts."

18. When I See God in You

Never think you're just a little guy in someone's eyes. "The essence of the universe, Is reflected perfectly, When I see God in you, And you see God in me."

19. Sign of Hope

Life's frequently asked questions are riddled with holes: "XYZ pass the peas, Lousy hunters shoot the breeze."

20. Yellow Caterpillars

A budding poet stands in front of the old smithy's shop as Yellow Caterpillars loom ominously: "I was young when the town was small, Where the Yellow Caterpillars used to crawl."

21. Tiger Swallowtail

Did God give us the butterflies to dream of higher things? "Who gave the caterpillar wings."

22. Sweeping the Fog Away

Grandpa dances before Sweeping the Fog Away: "He did a little soft shoe, Like a raggedy rogue, One last time, Made pistons of his brogues." Story: Grandpa performs a soft shoe dance amid the dandelions: "His dance mimicked a locomotive, starting slowly, a little faster then roaring down the tracks with his heavy brogues blur."

23. Soft Shoe

Grandpa dances a Little Soft Shoe to a post Vaudeville følk tune: "With a bench for a bed all covered in dew, My only cover was yesterdays news."

24. When The Silver Whistle Blows

A world class clown trips through life's circus train: "The dice may be loaded, The deck may be stacked, But for hope I've never lacked."

25. Junkyard in the Sky

The resemblance of people to rusty rockets is noted: "My cruise control it is engaged, My toes are on the dash; I just might land upon my feet, If I hit Wall Street and crash."

26. Ball of White and Blue

The darkest hour for a passing astronaut: "Looking out my porthole at that Ball of White and Blue, I wish that you could see the world, The way I do."

27. Jet Fuel Folderol

Mr. Poet seeks financing to support his lofty craft: "I used to mix my metaphors, And splash them on the wall, Now I just extend them, With some jet stream aerosol."

28. Beyond Our Galaxy

A dapper Japanese couple gaze through coin operated binoculars: "You may think, The stars are brighter, Just beyond our galaxy, I don't know I've never been there, Except in flights of fantasy."

29. I Was a Teenage Folksinger

"I was once a human, Scarecrow at a cherry farm, On a tower with a shotgun, Didn't mean to do no harm, How the cow got in the air, Eludes me to this day."

30. The Lonesome Demise of a Wretched Poetry Coat

The artist documents the lonesome demise of a wretched poetry coat: "When men first landed on the moon, I was working as an armed human scarecrow at a cherry farm."

31. Magic Telescope

It happened in the mid-Sixties when "Esso" was having the "Put a Tiger in your Tank" campaign and would stuff a tiger tail in your gas-cap when you pulled in for a fill up. 32. Demented Doves

"The boss looked at the salesman, the salesman looked at Mr. Dove, and Mr. Dove looked at the ceiling. The ceiling looked at the floor, the floor looked at the door. And in walked the son of Mr. Dove."

33. The Foolish Mole

"Once upon a time in a tiny mountain kingdom there was a young mole couple who made their home on a vein of gold. They did not know they lived on a gold mine because they were just moles."

34. Soliloquy of a Worm in a Candy Apple

A thinly disguised allegory of an artist on the verge of subjecting the world to his art: "My little world is safe inside, It won't get bruised to the core, Should I leave this ivory tunnel, Or stay inside and just be a bore."

35. The Most Beautiful Worm In The World

A measly worm mistakenly perceives his match in the Candy Apple of My Eye: "One day the back half of Wilbur wriggled its way out of the hole in the candy coating and swung around in front of the rosy window."

36. Heart of Snow

An ambitious figure skater deflects a budding poets crush: "On a pond at the edge of wood, A young girl figure skates, Her eyes sparkle in a flood, Of endless figure eights."

37. Wind-up Monkey Dance

Everyone winds up a monkey: "The family tree was shaken, And no monkey dropped on you."

38. Maze of Metaphors

The woman come, and the woman stay, talking of Stefan des Lauriers: "I worked like an ant, Building castles in quicksand, Having time and broken glass on my hands."

39. Rise Above the Rain

Various rainbows glorify higher love: "The sun is hidden in full eclipse, A splendor too great for only a glance."

40. Fill the World With Song

The artist breaks the sound barrier after a seventeen years hiatus: "Too many clowns on the bandwagon, Don't know how to keep a beat."41. Revolution of Heart
Some ceilings are made of stone — some are ethereal stained glass — For women there is no high place — impossible to pass."
42 Why Don't You Sing

The singer sings of unsung songs: "Song of the beggar, Who eats bread alone, Song of the King, Who fears for his throne."

43. Spitting in the Eye of a Hurricane

The artist extends a hand to check for rain: "When the world was just a little ball, People huddled on top to avoid a fall, Then someone stood up and extended a hand, And that's when the world began to expand."

44. Hearts in Harmony

A trumpet shell echoes the universe coming together in song: "Walk on the edge of the shoreline, Gaze at the heart of the sea, You're touched by an arrow of sunlight, That lights the sand at your feet."

45. God's Majestic Crown

"True love endures like starlight, Two thousand years ago, the light of a passing star still appears to glow"

46 A Miracle America

Landmarks are illuminated as the poet takes a grandiose leap from the Grand Canyon to the Moon: "The Gateway Arch is shining, Afternoons on the plains, We're grateful to be sharing, In this harvest of choice grain."

47. The Poor Kid Down the Street

Inspired by Matthew 25. "The little boy came to our door, with a hungry look on his face"

48. Golden Footprints

The rising sun shines like gold in frozen footprints. "For where someone had gone before Footprints now had turned to gold."

49. Winter Wedding

"Who can match the elegance of nature, The snow like lace will fall softly down."

50. L'esprit de l'escalier

Fictitious mishaps under the whip of the mean lion tamer: "The Equestrian Director, He stopped this song and said, 'You might have been the lion tamer who lost his head.'"

51. Walking on Air

A deft succession of circus puns lionizes love: "The tall man's legs are straight and true, But he can't get very far, If I were as big as my love for you, I'd go tripping from star to star."

52. Imagine Being

"Life is but a cosmic ride on a carousel through space, with planets in a pirouette making up the galaxy's face."

53. The Philosopher and the Clown

A philosopher jumps on the circus bandwagon: "Meanwhile the clown said 'I think what I think, And man only thinks to avoid the big void.'"

54. Phantom Train of Thought

"Now there's a phantom locomotive train, In the expanse of my only brain, I ride that train more often than not, I'm just a hobo on a train of thought."55. Twilight of Steam
"Vague notions like smoke drifted along with the train."
56. Great Engineer
Love appears to spirit us away in a phantom locomotive: "Station master's gold watch, Makes time stand still it seems, Let's climb aboard and let our love, Pick up a little steam."

57 When Mother Earth Cracks a Smile

"Sure she has her tidal waves, Volcanic ash and hail, But her face is like pure heaven, and could launch a thousand sails"
58. Expressway

Written on August 4, 1973 — "When jogging through the streets of smog, Better catch your breath with care, There will be no second wind, When you've exhausted all the air"

59. Battlefield of my Body

"A company of Potato chip soldiers, March down the streets of my throat, They leave the marble statues of teeth to rot, While the cookie castles crumble in the moat.

60. I Can't Help it But When I'm Beside You I Am Beside Myself

"While walking through Ghirardelli Square Where flaming dragon kites fly, I met someone positively fair, Who lifted my heartstrings high."

61. Living Rooms May Up and Die

"Living rooms may up and die, Mud wrestling muddies up your eyes, Missiles get a bit misguided"

62. O Look Out Ma I Think

Spaceship Earth is piloted by millions of inflatable minions: "Little Brother's been watching us, with identities stolen from the trash."

63. Impromptu Symphony

The artist's only harmonica, crushed by a steaming locomotive, becomes a swanky hotel for a flea circus. "My flea circus was revolting..."

64. The Ballad of Fern Deslaurier

"O they couldn't dig a hole anywhere, So they stored him in a little brick shack, Grandma said "At least he'll be warmer there, Then he was in that house out back!"

65. Dirty Dish Rag

If cleanliness is next to Godliness, what is sarcasm? "Since when do you work overtime at the bar?

66. Talking Harmonica Blues

Wise advice for budding harmonica players. "Don't play the harmonica when your mouth is full"

67. Golden Harmonica

The little harmonica boy grows up and places a Golden Harmonica on his father's grave: "A French Canadian, His name was Fernand, Went off to war, With an old Marine Band.

68. Toddling Astronaut

An aspiring voyager learns a lesson about homemade space suits: "Somebody call my flight engineer, This goldfish bowl is really stuck."

69. Cardboard Spaceships

"Back in 1957, when I was four years old, I felt bad that Canada was lagging behind the Soviet Union in the space race and wanted to do my part. "
70. Ballad of a Smart Alec Kid

"He started out stealing milk bottle change, He'd blackmail a dime if it could be arranged, A daredevil kid who loved danger, Never seen anyone who did things stranger"

71. Lady of Labrador

"Past the worn down mountains, I traveled for many hours, Along a gravel road of fog, To a place where dandelions Are called flowers"

72. Leading Man Gets Lost

"Clouds roll in the scene begins, With a carousel and ocean's roar, Our spotlight finds a clown, Up to nothing and nothing more"

73 Jamboree

Even if yer flat pick broke you can still enjoy this Jamboree: "City folk, pretty folk, Itty-biddy kiddy folk, All good people like toe tapping tunes.

74. Stream of Thought

Play the song backwards and the water appears to go uphill: "Water falls with such a force, The stream carves out a groove, The sweeter song is near the source, Where stones begin to move."

75. Tragic Troubadour

"With long hair and white face, This walking comic strip, Got his break on Laugh In, And sang Tiptoe Thru the Tulips"

76 Talking CN Tower Blues

"They say it's the tallest free standing structure in the world... They have one in Russia — But it's the tallest Communist standing structure."

77. Talking Forest

Originally titled Talking Forest Fire Blues, the "song" only had one good line: "The lunches were unbearable as a matter of fact, The bears would steal them then bring them back"

78. Sirens Wailed

The budding poet's first assignment in grade nine: "Sirens wailed, People ran row upon row, Far from the city and neon lights, To a hole in the ground down far below

79. Symphony in A Flat Tire: A Poem

The poem that launched a thousand quips was once called "Paul's Visit to the Junkyard" "A silence before the dawn, Opens with a red horn, Rising silver sounds, Fall with the tools, In the work shed"

80. So Close to Being...

"I recall the day you appeared at my locker with a necklace you made for me,
And how we caught your pony with a handful of snow after riding recklessly."

81. Forever for a Minute

A budding poet builds a sand castle: "I looked at wrinkled fingers, Speckled with golden sand, And the universe, Was in the palm of my hand.

82. Tadpole and Comet

One clear evening, a comet appeared in the night sky. A tadpole broke the surface of his pond making ripples. He looked up and saw the comet with its long tail trailing. "Hello," the tadpole said to the heavenly visitor, "It is a fine night."

83. Broken Mirror

"Only someone close to you can spit in your eye."

84. Masterpiece of Heart

A sculpture symbolizing the hope of mankind is shattered: "The Master's heart was crushed, A multitude of hands Made a mess on their own, And then the wind scattered, What was once magnificent stone."

86. Castles in Quicksand

'Some people build mansions on top of molehills, Some have digs in doghouses down in the dumps"

87. On The Side of the Road

"Crow's on the roost And the rooster's crown Farm through the fog Is barely shown"

88. Between Two Vanishing Points

"A thousand sundials when I have no use for time."

89. Disaster Zone

"The waterbed was frozen, Our love was on the rocks, I turned on the electric blanket, And got quite a shock"

90. Sawing the Green Nickel Guitar in Half

When I was a teenage folksinger one of my songs featured a guitar being sawed in half. The ill-fated instrument cost five cents and was painted fluorescent green. "SK des Lauriers and his orange, Elvis Presley pants, Bought a genuine, Rubber Army surplus Maxi coat that's too big, But will barter for the guitar."

91. No More Miracles

One of the artist's numerous humorous doomsday ditties — this song was performed sitting backwards atop an upright piano using heels to voice the chords. (That's heels on the foot, not the artist's friends.)

92. Enigma on the Moon

"Since the dawn of time," Enigma mimed, "Man has done terrible things to one another. Each time a person did something bad a star would fall — like a tear striking the moon.

93. The Incredible Instrument

A young dilettante dabbles in various disciplines...

94. The Frog Who (Never) Refused to Croak

"Once upon a time a frog named Phobos decided he would become the greatest yodeler the world had ever seen."

95. Dying Cow Blues

An experimental instrumental where the artist plays four kazoos at once, invoking the pathetic sound of bovine demise. There are no lyrics to this song. When performing in public the artist would writhe around on the floor in mock agony. Sadly, the four kazoos were meant to conjure the image of udders.

96. Brave Little Flyer

"Mommy takes me to JFK, And puts me on a plane, Daddy waits for me in LA, Last Christmas was the same."

97. Tree and the Wind

An ill-fated romance between a sappy tree and an immature gust of wind.

98 Twelve Golden Strings"I had died and gone to heaven in a dream I had one night."

99. Keep on the Path and Out of the Woods

"A rain comes to the darkness And all nature will overflow..."

100. Death

All my life I thought "The Seventh Seal" was an aquatic creature — until I saw that Ingmar Bergman film and decided to brush up on my chess. "Glance above his shoulder at a phantom unseen, and when he isn't looking you can take away his queen."

Lion's Big Debut

It's the Lion's big debut
He lifts up his baton
To conduct the wildest orchestra
You ever laid eyes upon
Alligator on guitar
Aardvark drives an autoharp
Mockingbird on the fife
He plucks it for a lark
Kazoo's a Kangaroo
Flamingo's on the flute
Ukulele Koala
And Lemmings on the lute

It's the Lion's big debut
He must not complain
When Lemmings on the lute
Are playing leapfrog again

Chimpanzee on timpani
A Zebra xylophone
Camel kicks the kettledrum
Tiger slides off his trombone
Yak attacks the sax
First violin's a Mole
Porcupine on bagpipes
Punctured them with holes

It's the Lion's big debut
He must keep his dignity
The Zebra wears a keyboard
And the Kangaroo's off key

A Bobcat on the banjo
Hare slappin' a snare drum
Washboard has a Wallaby
O the oboe's Opossum
French Hen on English horn
Celesta played by Skunk
Panda ate his bamboo flute
The Elephant blasts his trunk

It's the Lion's big debut

He must remain composed 
As the seal is barking
With cymbals on his nose

Whooping Crane on clarinet
Armadillo accordion
Pelican plays a piccolo
Monkey's on the mandolin
Baboon on bassoon
Hyena harpsichord
A Sloth played the spoons
He just hung around and snored

It's the Lion's big debut
It's imperative to prevail

When the beaver on the upright base
Goes wacky with his tail

Gorilla bangs the gong
Dobro's a Wolverine
Tambourine has a Tree Frog
Tromping like a trampoline
Chipmunks on the chimes
Rattlesnake on castanets
Turtle plays the tuba
But he hasn't showed up yet

It's the Lion's big debut

Players are leaving by the score
The Rattlesnake's
In the audience
And the audience
Went out the door

Then there's Silence
But for one tingling triangle
All the players have left the house
The Lion finishes the piece
With an intrepid little Mouse

© 1996 Stefan des Lauriers

November 17, 2011

When Demian Dunkley picked me up to drive me to the airport Jacob Smyth was in the car. Nearing the airport Demian turned on the CD which had the “Carousel Wind” CD and “Sunflowers” played. Demian said that he had been standing in a line at a store in San Diego and started to hum “The Lions Big Debut,” and Jacob hummed along. Jacob told Demian that he knew the song because that was the only his dad would let him listen to. (Taking a midnight flight from Las Vegas, to New Jersey for Thanksgiving.)

Carousel Wind

At the Garden State Plaza there's wonder to spare
By the grand old Venetian Carousel in the square
It's got ivory steeds to stir up the air
Creating a wind with a whimsical flare

O What do you dream when you wistfully stare
When the wind from the carousel ruffles your hair
See the smiles on the faces of kids spinning round
And let your mind wander with calliope sound

If you're off to Paramus and the Carousel Square
Say hello to the girl with the chestnut brown hair
She sits all alone and wistfully stares
O what does she dream does anyone care

O What do you dream when you wistfully stare...

O the carousel starts with a ring of the bell
Will you be lost in a dream or transformed for a spell
Does the wind stir your heart with phantom embraces
Or just blow your mind to far away places

At the Garden State Plaza all the children will grin
As your cares fly away with the carousel wind
And I think of the girl with the long chestnut hair
It's been quite a while since I last saw her there

O What do you dream when you wistfully stare...

© 1997 Stefan des Lauriers

I was selling Magic Pens at a kiosk beside the Venetian Carousel at the Garden State Plaza and would often notice a girl in her early twenties being left by her parents on the same bench. She looked lonely sitting there watching the carousel — it made me wonder what was going through her mind day after day — so much so that I started writing a song about her. The main theme of song was to speculate on what she might be dreaming, that perhaps the wind generated by the carousel might carry her off with its phantom embraces. I suggested in the song that if you happened to see her at the mall to say hello to her, but hadn’t done so myself. So I said hello to her and asked why she sat at the same bench beside the carousel. She said that she liked to see the smiles on the faces of the children. The carousel was decorated with ornately framed vignettes of Venice, and each time it stopped a different scene would take the girl into a new dream world.

City folk pretty folk
Itty-bitty kiddy folk
All good folks like
Toe tapping tunes
Any folk many folk
You might be
Flat pick broke
Just grab your banjos
And slap them spoons

Forget your
Belly aching
It's time for
Merry making
Guitars are all
A strumming
At the jamboree
Get your hands
A clapping
All a tapping
Kazoos are all
A humming
At the jamboree

Living folk giving folk
Save the swamp
And river folk
All good people like
To kick up their heals
Caring folk sharing folk
Save our only planet folk
We need a square dance
And three square meals

Committee folk witty folk
Nitty gritty city folk
All know there's
No harm in harmony
City folk pretty folk
Itty-bitty kiddy folk
This ain't no
Black tie symphony

© 1996 Stefan des Lauriers

A Shocking Story of the Girl Left at a Carousel
The song "Carousel Wind" is about a lonely girl who sits day after day by a carousel at an indoor mall. She was in her twenties and looked socially challenged. Her parents would drop her off every day and would wonder around the mall window-shopping. At the time I was "working" (yes, I admit to the dreaded "W" word but don't tell anyone) at a kiosk beside the carousel and took notice of her sad state of affairs.
I was moved by the girl's situation and started writing the song. I wrote "If you're off to Paramus and the Carousel Square, say hello to the girl with the chestnut brown hair. She sits all alone and whistfully stares, O what does she dream does anyone care?"
Well here I am saying people should go to the mall and say hello to this poor girl and I hadn't even said hello to her myself! I was petrified. Imagine me, an average, shy guy going up to a stranger and saying hello. I mustered up my nerve and went over and said “hello.”
"Hello" she said.
"I notice you're here quite often, sitting by the carousel," I said.
"I like to see the smiles on the children's faces."
So i wrote "See the smiles on the faces of kids spinning 'round..."
You may ask what is so shocking about this story? It has something to do with me actually "working.”
I started writing the song in 1996 but was never happy with the last verse. For about five years I kept changing the words trying to perfect it. I only played it in public once, and almost recorded it with a mistake. It once went “It’s got ivory steeds and ivory mares.” What I thought that meant was stallions and mares. Anyhow I caught it and came up with “Stir up the air” which is a play on those metal things your feet go into.

Imaginary Mountains

To love you is like climbing
A mountain capped with snow
I'd like to reach out to you
But it seems so far you know
So many jagged peaks
And things I just don't like
But you might be worth the trip
So I just might take you up
On that hike

Imaginary mountain
Between your heart and mine
Nothing's insurmountable
When your love's divine

The sun shines on the mountain
The streams are charged with gold
There just might be some nuggets
In all that icy cold
Into the distant valleys
Pure white water flows
I'd like to climb that mountain
But I just might get frozen
To my toes

The lakes form in the valleys
More water's on the rise
When love melts snowy peaks
The mountains aren't so high
The glacier in my heart
Warmed by your romance
Could melt the ice with me
And I just might become
An avalanche

©1995 Stefan des Lauriers


One of the themes I play around with is the idea of mountains fading in the distance, becoming transparent and flying. I have done this through the use of Canada Geese, which I have personally trained to fly in "V" formation. My goal is to encourage these majestic birds to spell my name across the sky. The most difficult letter of course is "S" because you have to get two flocks to fly in opposite directions on a near collision course.


Long, long ago in a tiny mountain kingdom there lived an oriental merchant with his lovely daughter. They came from the Far East, settled in the pretty river village and prospered selling exotic silks, spices and teas.

The merchant's daughter, Myoung, was so beautiful that men would come into the store just to catch a glimpse of her. The wild and reckless woodcutters who destroyed the forest came in the most often.

The woodcutters were at odds with everyone in the village. They cut down all the trees which caused the good soil to wash away. This made it hard for the farmers to grow their crops. One night the nasty woodcutters set fire to the chapel and the merchants trading post hoping they could come back later to sell them lumber to rebuild. As they were about to set fire to the merchant's house Diamond Ray the Frontier Sheriff came to the rescue.

After saving them Diamond told the merchant that he wanted to marry Myoung when she came of age. The merchant nodded, but vowed that he would never betray his daughter. Instead he came up with a secret plan.

Starting that Autumn the Merchant rebuilt his trading post and built a new chapel of stone. On the shortest day of the year he installed a stain glass window that he had designed himself. He took great care to place it just right so the first rays of the sun would shine through it just right.

By Spring the chapel was finished, but few came there to worship. Every day at dawn Philip Waldie, the Smithy's son would come to the chapel to pray.

When Myoung finally blossomed into a woman Diamond Ray came to to claim her. "I will post a notice in the square tomorrow stating how my daughter will be betrothed," the Merchant declared. "It will be in the form of a riddle; if you are pure of heart you will be able to solve it. If not at least be consoled that it will solve your problem with the woodcutters."

That night the Merchant took his daughter for a walk by the river. He told her that his parents chose his wife, and that he would like to choose the man who would marry her. Myoung told her father that she had faith in his judgment and would abide by his decision.

The next morning the Merchant nailed the sign unto the post. It read: 'The key to Myoung's heart is one step above and beyond the imaginary mountain. The first one to bring this key to me will have the hand of my daughter.'

A crowd of people gathered and soon the village was buzzing. The woodcutters lined up at the trading post to buy ropes, boots, backpacks, compasses, walking sticks and hiking provisions. It was funny the way they pushed and shoved each other trying to be first to buy stuff only to head out all in a group together.

When warm sea air blew through the valley towards the distant peaks the mountains would turn blue and fade into the sky. Somewhere on or beyond the first mountain it was thought that the key to Myoung's heart could be found. But no one knew that beyond the first imaginary mountain there was a maze of imaginary mountains.

Since the woodcutters had all headed for the hills it was safe for Myoung to go out to pick wild flowers. Philip came by the dewy meadow, greeted her and sat down on a stump. "Every time I go by the Smithy's place," Myoung said, "sparks start to fly..." Myoung secretly admired Philip. "Aren't you going to go out in search of the imaginary mountain."

"I'd like to," Philip said, "But I made a determination that I would go to the Chapel first thing every morning to pray."

The Merchant had designed the Chapel so that once a year—at winter's solstice—the morning sun would stream through the window to make the image of a mountain on the wall. Only someone who was in the Chapel at sunrise would be able to solve the riddle. Philip looked up from his prayers and found the key. He ran to the merchant to show it to him, knowing that he was the one to be betrothed to Myoung.

Just before the wedding day Myoung and her father were in front of the smithies when a woodcutter, holding what looked to be a giant key stumbled at their feet. "I found it, I found it," he gasped. He spoke of looking out from mountain peak to see fellow woodcutters on other mountain peaks as far as the eye could see... Close examination of the 'key' revealed that it was just a bone. But there was no way that a dinosaur bone could get in the way of true love.

After a joyful wedding ceremony Philip and Myoung lived happily ever after. In time the valley flourished as trees grew again to cool the breezes heading to the mountain. The two peaks of the mountain never again faded into the sky, but stood as strong sentinels overlooking the village.

©1994 Stefan des Lauriers

Favorite Pony and Dinosours Demise

Imagine a merry-go-round
In a Kingdom of Fantasy
With ponies of exotic hues
The favorite being Burgundy
One pony was left unpainted
She had a fine white grain
Other ponies laughed and said
Imagination was too plain

You may be the Favorite Pony
On the merry-go-round
But I need a love
With feet on solid ground
True love has no limits
Imagination runs
When you reach for the golden ring
In the halo ‘round the sun

The children all loved Burgundy
They would rush to her side
Yellow, Orange and Navy Blue
Were the runners up for rides
In time the favorite ponies
Suffered from wear and tear
But not Imagination
The pure unpainted mare

You may be the favorite pony…

At last, a Royal Entourage
Took the young Prince to the fair
And when he saw
        the merry-go-round
He ran to the shining mare
Imagination was chosen
She kept her heart so pure
Through countless generations
Her legend will endure

You may be…

© 1997 Stefan des Lauriers


Life is just a cosmic ride
On a Carousel through space
With planets in a pirouette
Making up the galaxies face
Sometimes you wear a smile
Sometimes it’s a frown
Always reaching for that golden ring
Through your ups and downs

A sad-eyed clown
With his white face like the moon’s
Is standing by the carousel
With some imaginary balloons
See the girl with chestnut hair
Will he try to make her day?
And sweep her off her feet
With an imaginary bouquet

Then just beyond your reach
There’s that golden halo prize
Well isn’t one man’s sunset
Just another man’s sunrise
Being dizzy as a pinwheel
With all its ups and downs
Imagine seeing a love that’s real
Smiling through a painted frown


Wasn’t there a carousel here just the other day
And a mime with a squirting invisible bouquet 
He could always get a laugh with a shell up to his ear
By the spin of a frowning grin he just disappeared

Still the moon reins in the ocean
And washes shells to the shore
It’s a grand cliche  — an illusion
Nothing less and nothing more

He had the girls waiting in line — laughing at his antics
On the other side here I am feeling quiet pedantic
Like that carousel by the shore — got taken for a ride
A mighty a hurricane that came in with the high tide

Still the moon reins in the ocean…

I can see a shipwrecked carousel in a cosmic dream
With the mime shadow dancing inside a sole moonbeam 
I recall invisible bouquets — how my poor hear aches
As if there were prancing ponies in each wave that breaks

April 23 © 2015 Stefan des Lauriers


Wasn’t there a carousel
Here just the other day?
And a joker who captivates
You with invisible bouquets
He could always make you laugh
Holding an empty shell to his ear
But with a spin of his golden grin
He just up and disappeared
Why does love
        tug at your heart strings
With a balloon just out of your reach
Or that carousel with golden rings
In my childhood — lost on the beach

You may feel just like a clown
Your face fading in the rain  
When your good times disappear
And then come round again
That’s how a painted pony feels
When her colors chip and fade
Just give me one faithful friend
And let it rain on my parade
Why does love tug at your soul
And stir up the waves so high
You might as well ask a hurricane
If carousels can take to the sky

Imagine there’s carousel
On the shores of a cosmic dream
And a clown shadow dancing
In the circle of a moonbeam
The waves pound out a pantomime
Of a heart that’s beating free
When love’s an endless carousel
In the prancing waves of the sea
Why does the moon tug the ocean?
And wash up the shells on the shore
It’s a grand cliché, an illusion
Nothing less and nothing more


Long ago, in a Kingdom of Fantasy, there was a merry-go-round just beyond a castle that overlooked the clouds. Kids would line up to ride Burgundy,
the deep red pony.

The ponies were all painted exotic colors—all, that is, except for Imagination. Even though Imagination was carved out of a fine white wood, kids still avoided her.

At night when the moon shone upon the ponies they seemed to come to life. "My paint has rubbed off from so many kids riding me," they'd say, as if their patches of chipped paint were badges of honor.
This bothered Imagination, but she wasn't going to feel sorry for herself. She was kind to the other ponies — but they were only concerned with their own popularity. "Being popular is not so important," Imagination thought. "Maybe I'm destined for some one special.”
Then one night something mysterious appeared in the sky. It was a halo that surrounded the moon. Imagination looked up wistfully: "I wish a prince would come here and choose to ride on me.

Time passed and the Royal Entourage came to the carnival and stopped at the merry-go-round. Sure enough, the young Prince ran to Imagination and jumped on the saddle.
It was no wonder the heir to the throne picked the unpainted pony. Imagination looked clean and bright compared to the other ponies — with their chipped paint and discarded gum stuck in their manes.

The young Prince was delighted to ride Imagination and stayed for another turn when the music stopped. The painted ponies were shocked that the Prince hadn’t chosen any of them.

Word spread throughout the Kingdom that the Prince had ridden the plain
white pony and not the painted ones. Imagination wasn’t in line to be the favorite pony —She was destined to become a treasured heirloom in the Royal Palace.

©1997 Stefan des Lauriers

The red dinosaur ate too much traffic jam
Between his teeth garbage trucks were crammed
His stinky smile was last seen down by the villa
Before he left for Tokyo to stand in for Godzilla

And any child is surely bound to know
Why the dinosaurs — they all had to go

The orange dinosaur he skated on thin ice
That the ice was glacial says something of his size
His eyes popped out going over the waterfalls
He left behind a pair of petrified bowling balls

The yellow dinosaur sailed 'The unsinkable'
With a Thin King thinking thoughts quite unthinkable
The ship drew some water after ramming an ice cube
It's not a pretty picture to see a dynasty subdued

On the rebound from a bungee jump mishap
The green dinosaur was ejected off the map
Snagging the North Pole something snapped
And in himself he was ultimately wrapped   

The blue dinosaur was always on the rise
But eating up a comet led to his demise
He was a real blast belching natural gases
And ended up being a fuel for the masses

The indigo monster may have survived the flood
She was a giant mamal that had warm blood
She was indignant for being left off this list
Which affirms the fact that her progeny persists

The purple dinosaur went up the volcano
Out came the lava and scorched his scaly toe
Up to the top to better see the stars
The volcano erupted and sent him off to Mars

©1997 Stefan des Lauriers


It’s My Last Night in London
And the lights are looking like jewels on the Thames
My Last Night in London
Tomorrow’s my last chance to be shopping for friends

Shopping for Souvenirs in London
Camden market is a good place to start
An ‘I Love London’ t-shirt for my brother
With the ‘Love’ in the shape of a heart

It’s My Last Night in London…

A die cast double-decker toy bus for Michael
A Liberty print apron for Gay would be neat
A Big Ben set of playing cards for my parents
Because that’s where they used to meet

It’s My Last Night in London…

Some Union Jack Cufflinks for Tony
Because they are so cheap and gaudy
And a Queen Mother Silver plated spoon
For mother to stir her afternoon tea

© 2011 Stefan des Lauriers