DRINKING ALCOHOL TAUGHT ME HOW TO FLY
THEN IT TOOK AWAY THE SKY

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

A QUESTION...OR THE ANSWER?

THE ANSWER MY FRIEND
IS BLOWIN' IN THE WIND
THE ANSWER IS
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND



Twelve is Five
Five is Ten
If I'm alive
Tell me when
I am behooved

Yes, behooved

To be moved
To make the call
Over the tall great wall
Of brick, trees,
Sand and seas
To the Most-Loved One
'Neath her loved Sun

By all reckoning
Isle is beckoning
Come to me.
Come with me.
Come and see.
Yes, come again
My love...Come!

So in quandary
I ready myself
Do the laundry
Empty the shelf
Pack the bag
See it sag
Travel away...forever

Up Love's Lane
(I am insane)
And you, too
A loose screw
Under mane
Of pretty hair
Up in the air

We will go
We will show
All how
All now
Toe to toe
We can together
Be one
In the other
One
Within
The other


PEEPS!
TODAY!

SOBRIETY!
PEACE!
LOVE!
OK?



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14 comments:

G-Man said...

WOW...That was Fantastic!
Still waters run very deep with you Steve-O-Rino!

Enchanted Oak said...

Wow is right. That's some love poem, Steve. Holy toledo!

Mike Golch said...

Fantanstic posting!

Dulce said...

My dear Sweet Peep
You are becoming really romantic and kind of in love with love.

This poem is full of -oh my god...

Lovely and sweet

twelve is five/ five is ten
(keep wondering what that means...)
;)s

Secretia said...

I felt a cool breeze as I was reading this, but I liked it!

Secretia

Just Be Real said...

Stevie, the amazement in you never ceases! Blessings dear one!

Shadow said...

your words carried me away! loving your writing steve!

catvibe said...

Gorgeous poem SteveE!

Syd said...

A love poem to Bob Dylan? I liked the tribute to Bruce Springsteen last night at the Kennedy Center--he was born from a union of Bob Dylan and James Brown.

Kim A. said...

I WANT TO GO TO THE OUTER BANKS AND I WANT IT TO BE 80 DEGREES NOW!!!

That is how your poem made me feel...it is 27 degrees here and my water is frozen. I needed your poem today..thanks!

Namaste

Pete Hoge said...

may we all have a solid
365 days of living sober
in 2010.

may the rooms be packed
to the rafters with newcomers
all over the globe.

Pete.

Indigo said...

Wonderous prose dear friend! May you have a delightful, loved filled New Years! (Hugs)Indigo

Fireblossom said...

Ugh. You had to go and say the L Word.

Laundry.

What?

Carol said...

Uniquely perfect, channeling the creator.