A poem on why I don't hobby

[essence]

I fetched a girl from jail today
She'd been put away for years
Every word she spoke to me
Made me hold back my tears

I knew a dancer once ago
A postlude to a dream
Her cousin caught my attention too
Her life then was free

We shared some looks, we shared some numbers
We searched for common arrows
She swallowed bloody steaks, I ate some more
And continued on my travels

The hills of Texas are far and wide
The trees are strong and green
But every time I visited her
There was grass at my knees

She isn't fair, she isn't pretty
She's never cooked, she isn't schooled
But what she has is hers alone
She's founded in the earth

Our lives are far as far can be
We live in different worlds
She can't imagine mine
I can't live in hers

She says she needs me, wants my touch
My bed is already given
But I dare not extinguish
A promonition of heaven

The quartet opens, the clouds part
The first firm theme expounds
The certainty ends, the response starts
The dance goes round and round

A fool is one who is easily swayed
And doesn't know the leader
But I have chosen to name the wind
Encourage her and feed her.

She'll be with me tomorrow night
I've turned away my lovers
She's used to cold hard beds
I'll warm her with my covers

We choose a path, we go along blind
We live for the morrow
Some time later we discover
Who gives us most sorrow

You can dance a waltz, you can dance a quadrille
You can make your life or you can follow
She's my lady and I'll make her mine
And set my plough to furrow.

(with apologies to Dylan and various lyrics on Time out of Mind)

Also apologies to Schubert's G major quartet, which has run a constant theme through my love life. Plus of course his Wintereise.

[Wayward]

Quite lovely

[boardman]

Sorry
I lost interest after the third verse.

[ImaMrCool]

Originally Posted by boardman

Sorry
I lost interest after the third verse.

Beat ya, I lost interest in the 2nd.

[guest071012]

I'm lost, did someone just apologize to me??

[Sisyphus]

Originally Posted by DYLAN_SWEETS

I'm lost, did someone just apologize to me??

Dunno...you just get out of jail?

[guest071012]

Jail?, no sorry I've never been there. I was referring to the part that states "my apologies to Dylan"

[Sisyphus]

Originally Posted by DYLAN_SWEETS

Jail?, no sorry I've never been there. I was referring to the part that states "my apologies to Dylan"

Gotcha! I was focused on the part that refers to pining for a lady that just got out of the joint...

Pardon the intrusion!

[guest071012]

no worries

[Sisyphus]

Originally Posted by DYLAN_SWEETS

no worries

Excellente! You know...what I admire most about a women is her mind! Does she mind if I do this? Does she mind if I do that??

Be well, pretty lady!

[essence]

My body aches all over - in a good way - this morning

[essence]

Dylan?

There are only two Dylans I know of, Dylan Thomas and Bob Dylan, two great poets, and if somebody calls herself Dylan and is not acquainted with those two, god help our culture and educators.

Dylan Thomas:


Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Bob Dylan:

Love Sick

I'm walking,
through streets that are dead
Walking,
walking with you in my head

My feet are so tired
My brain is so wired
And the clouds are weeping
Did I,
hear someone tell a lie
Did I,
hear someone's distant cry

I spoke like a child;
You destroyed me with a smile
while I was sleeping

I'm sick of love
That /But I'm in the thick of it
This kind of love
I'm so sick of it

I see,
I see lovers in the meadow
I see,
I see silhouettes in the window
I watch them 'til they're gone
and they leave me hangin' on
to a shadow

I'm sick of love
I hear the clock tick
this kind of love
I'm lovesick

Sometimes
the silence can be like thunder
Sometimes
I wanna take to the road of /and plunder
Could you ever be true?
I think of you and I wonder

I'm sick of love
I wish I'd never met you
I'm sick of love
I'm tryin' to forget you
Just don't know what to do
I'd give anything to be with you

Standing in the doorway


I'm walkin' through the summer nights
the jukebox playing low
yesterday everything was goin' too fast
Today it's movin' too slow

I got no place left to turn
I got nothin' left to burn
Don't know if I saw you if I would kiss you or kill you
It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow
You left me standing in the doorway cryin'
I got nothin' to go back to now.

The light in this place is so bad
Makin' me sick in the head
All the laughter is just makin' me sad
The stars have turned cherry red


I'm strummin' on my gay guitar
Smokin' a cheap cigar

The ghost of our old love has not gone away
Don't look it like it will anytime soon
You left me standin' in the doorway cryin'
Under the midnight moon.

Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't
But not tonight and it won't be here
There are things I could say, but I don't
I know the mercy of God must be near

I've been ridin a /the midnight train
Got ice water in my veins

I would be crazy if I took you back
It would go up against every rule
You left me standin' in the doorway cryin'
Sufferin' like a fool.

When the last rays of daylight go down
Buddy you're old you'll roll no more
I can hear the church bells ringin' in the yard
I wonder who they're ringin' for

I know I can't win
But my heart just won't give in Last night I danced with a stranger
But she just reminded me you were the one

You left me standin' in the doorway cryin'
In the dark land of the sun.
I'll eat when I'm hungry, drink when I'm dry
And live my life on the square

And even if the flesh falls off of my face
I know someone will be there to care

It always means so much
Even the softest touch
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation
There's /are no words that need to be said
You left me standin' in the doorway cryin'
Blues wrapped around my head.

[Shake_N_Bake]

Sorry bro, I just don't get it.

[essence]

No probs, i always was from far out field.

Funny thing is, the cousin called me today (as I knew she would) and we are into a 'who is more ghetto' competition.

Sexuality and desire are completely inexplicable. The nice safe middle class educated blond white girl from next door has zero attraction for me.

[soldierboy713]

Originally Posted by Shake_N_Bake

Sorry bro, I just don't get it.

He's british.